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“I’m gonna miss this place,” I said as my gaze caught on the large painted rainbow that lined the far wall. Animals and kids were featured on the others. Lark scoffed. “You will not.” I laughed. “Well, then maybe I’ll just miss you.”
Just as he passed it to me, I felt his warm lips against my cheek, and my whole body buzzed to life. I gasped as if I had been shocked—and maybe I had. He stepped back warily and glanced out the window. Not wanting him to think he’d done something wrong, I leaned forward to swipe my mouth against his cheek too. Except he turned his head right then and I kissed the corner of his lips instead. “Sor…sorry about that.” His face flushed. “I didn’t mind it.”
Henners, You mean a lot to me. I’ll never forget you. It’s been really hard, but you made everything better. I’ll be rooting for you. Good luck. XOXO, Lark
But now he was all grown up—taller, though still small-boned, with angular cheekbones and thick eyelashes.
I guess Henry Albrecht was in my life again. Sort of. At least from a distance. But now everything was different. We weren’t kids with cancer anymore.
He’d never been able to play football due to his epilepsy, so having his name associated with something at his beloved college was second best. Like he was counting on me to make his dream come to fruition.
Ugh parents like that are awful imo
“What?” “Nothing, I just…forgot about your laugh…and how much I enjoyed it back then.”
As soon as our mouths met in a gentle brush of lips, it was as if the universe had stopped spinning and everything that normally felt wrong inside me clicked into place. This, right here, was everything I’d been missing.
And Lark tasted…God, he tasted like sweetness and sunshine, exactly the way I’d imagined.
“I knew you’d taste like watermelon.” He smirked. “You mean like Jolly Ranchers?” “Uh-huh,” I murmured, meeting his gaze. “But maybe I need another taste. For research purposes.” Without waiting for a response, I kissed the smile from his lips as his gaze turned to awe and pure desire.
“Wanna make you feel good,” I murmured against his mouth. He tightened his hold. “You already do. Just by being here.”
“A new birdfeeder. I know, I know, I have too many of them, but it was at the dollar store, and I just…” “Mom, you don’t have to explain. You love nature. I mean, you named your kids after birds. You’re allowed to do things that make you happy.”
“What do you dream about?” Lark asked. You, I wanted to say but held back because that thought was way too intense.
“He showed up at the diner one night to ask me about tickets.” My mouth dropped open. “He did?” “Yep. Asked me to keep it quiet, and I agreed and told him to make sure to sit with us.” “I…I’m still in shock, I guess.”
You’re beautiful. And I wish somehow, some way, that you could be mine. XOXO
me.” “Football is not more important than your health.” He made a frustrated sound. “You of all people should know that.”
In a wobbly voice, Lark asked, “Did you mean what you wrote on the card?” “With all my heart,” I replied without hesitation. Lark sighed dreamily. “I want that too.”
