Sawyer's POV
Kissing Brooklynn was nothing like I imagined. It was better. Her lips were like no other. I never wanted it to end. For a moment, I forgot where we were. I wanted her. All of her. Holding nothing back. Giving her everything and her giving back in return. The moment was ruined by a vibration from in between us. We slowly pulled away, looking deeply into each others eyes, not knowing who wanted each other more. Me or her. The vibration was still going on when I realized it was my phone. I quickly pulled it out. It was a text from Joey.
" Sorry to stop you from doing whatever it is you're doing but you gotta get here fast." It read.I put it back into my pocket and looked at Brooklynn. She was standing in front of me, grinning from ear to ear.
"Let, me guess, you have to go?" she asked. I wrapped my arms around her waist and kissed her again.
"Yeah, that was from Joey.He said i needed to come home right now." I said laughing lightly.
"Okay, I'll see you later then?" she said, walking backwards towards her car, slowly letting go of me. I nodded. Our touch lasted to the last of our fingertips. She walked towards her car and looked at me on me one last time.We smiled at each other and jumped into our cars. I let her drive off first, still remembering our kiss. She had her left turn signal on, the way to go back to our apartment building. Then, she switched it and got over.I pulled over next to her and rolled down my window but she was talking on the phone and looking away. The light for my lane changed and I drove off leaving her behind. When I reached the underground garage, I noticed that the van was gone and the black car had moved over a space. I parked and walked over to the elevator. As I rode to the top, all I could think about was this new feeling I had. I had it before, but this time it was different. More powerful than anything in the world. I was still thinking about it as I stepped off the elevator and walked towards my apartment. Suddenly, I had the sudden urge to say it. I knew it wasn't that. But I couldn't think of anything better to call it. I walked in my apartment and closed the door. Leaning on it. I think I love her. No, its too soon. I can't love her, but I think I did. I was stronger than an infatuation I ever had and mistaked it for love.
"I love her." I said out loud. At that moment, I knew it was true. I did love her. More than she imagined.
"Who?"
I looked up to see my ex, Stacy, standing in front of a desperate looking Joey.
"Shit." I said, under my breath, just like Brooklynn did earlier.
