I could not be certain what his question was, but I knew with all my being that my answer was yes. And with that, he stepped forward and pressed his lips to mine. The strangest thing was, it was not at all strange. Surely, that moment should have felt momentous and burdened with meaning and profound purpose, but instead it felt startlingly casual, effortless, and sure.
I love being right. 😏 (I didn't know this was a queer love story too going into this, I was scrolling through KU and thought the cover was pretty... )
