“There’s only one thing about tonight I regret,” I say. “And that’s not knowing you’d never kissed someone before. If I had known, I would’ve made it special.” “It was special.” “How was it special? It was quick and lustful. It might have been passionate, but it was more about sex than the kiss.” “It was special because it was with you.” Damn, if that’s not the most perfect thing he could’ve said.
