He took my face in his hands and kissed me softly. It was an innocent, experimental, peck on the lips. He had kissed me before, at a Christmas party a few months after my parents adopted him, and when his leaned back to smile down at me, that’s what it reminded me of, a time where I was sure he was the only person in...
'And here i am' he laughed nervously, 'on the front porch of my best friends house just hoping that i havent lost her forever... have i?' he gently guided my head with his hand, making me look directly in to his eyes. I took time remembering the memories we once shared. 'The answer to your question is..' i took a deep...