“I think you’re going to have to enlighten me then,” he responded. “What are we?” “Friends.” I sighed. “We’re friends. Aren’t we?” “Ash, I tried friends. I really did. But friends don’t feel the way I do about you,” he said as he pulled me even closer to him. Our bodies were touching now. “Or the way you feel about me.” I could feel his breath on my face. “I’ve waited half a lifetime for you, Cam.”
