One Specιal Gιrl - pтх

(I have moved this story from one site to this one. I am terribly sorry for the quality of the content.)

"Really? Are you serious?" Mitch said. I chuckled lightly and nodded.

That continued for a while then sun was starting to set. It was my turn again, so I closed my eyes as I heard the rustling if the bag. After the rustling stopped, I didn't feel the regular soft touch at my lips. Thoughts kept going off in my head like 'Where is Mitch? Did he leave me here?' Those frantic thoughts just kept running through my head. I didn't know how long it was, but the thoughts were then abruptly stopped as a pair of lips met mine.