“I’m sorry. I’m just freaking out a little. I like you. I like you a lot, and I am terrified that I will end up heartbroken again.” “You think this isn’t scary for me too?” He brushes my hair away from my face with a hand. “I spent the last four years wishing to have you back in my life and now that it’s happening, I feel like I’m gonna screw it all up. Or blink and realize I was hallucinating.” A true smile finally tugs at the corner of my lips and my body relaxes. “So, it isn’t just me?” “No, of course not.” He glides his thumb along my lower lip and then drops his mouth to mine. When he
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