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“What if it’s a messy breakup?”
I snickered. “Why are we already talking about breakups before we’ve even gotten to the dating part?”
“Because we have to think this out.”
“Or we can just let it happen.” I took her hand into mine and led us to the grass, where we sat.
“Why aren’t you overthinking this like me? Why aren’t you freaked out?”
“Because I know this is right. Because I know we were always supposed to get to this point. Because you’re you, and I’m me, and we’ve always made sense. Because I know it can only get better from here. If I can love you this much as a friend, I can only imagine how much love I can have when I’m yours. Plus, I promise I won’t do it.”
“Do what?”
“Break your heart.”
“I promise I won’t break yours either,” I swore.
He smiled. “I know, Jerry.”
“How do you even like to be loved, though?” she asked.
“I don’t know. I was hoping you could show me.”
She smiled and took my hands into hers. We sat between the houses with the stars perched above us in the sky. My heart pounded wildly against my chest as I stared at our embraced hands.
“This is nice?” I questioned in a whisper.
“This is nice,” she replied.
I pulled her hands up to my mouth and kissed her palms. “This is nice?”
“This is nice,” she agreed.
I bit my bottom lip and inched my body closer to hers. My mouth grazed against hers. “This is nice?” I asked.
“This is nice.” I went to lift her onto my lap, and she paused. “Wait, no. I’m too big for that,” she said. I saw it, too, the quickness of her insecurities hitting her stare.
I ignored her as I settled her onto my lap, and she wrapped her arms around my neck. She hovered over me, not placing all her weight against mine.
“Hailee?”
“Yes.”
“Sit.”
“But—”
“Butt.” I moved my hands to her hips and yanked her down a little. The shyness hit her cheeks, but she relaxed against me. It felt like the missing piece of my favorite puzzle sliding into its rightful place.
I placed my forehead against hers as I wrapped my arms around her waist. “This is mine?” I asked so quietly as our mouths rested against one another.
She nodded. “This is yours.”
I kissed her so slowly, and every inch of me felt it. Her eyes began to water as we crossed the barrier into a new territory with one another. The invisible lines between friends and lovers began to somehow tangle. We didn’t have to lose one for the other. We could create our own story where we loved one another both within our friendship and within this newfound relationship. Maybe that’s why it would work for us. Maybe the best love was the kind built with the strongest friendship.
One kiss sealed the deal.
She was mine, and I was hers, and it felt so good that I had to kiss her again.
