Little Things

"Do you want to kiss me as much as I want to kiss you?" Harry's gruff whisper blew over my face. I swallowed and looked from his eyes to his lips and back up again. His hair was tousled from the wind off the bay and his body pressed mine against the wall of stone. "Y-yes." I breathed. He closed his eyes after gazing into mine for a second for any sign of hesitation. He nodded to himself and he leaned in. Our lips met...