My breath hitches because the light in his eyes is still there. Except, instead of talking about flowers or his beloved stars, he’s looking at me. I feel like he’s the sun and I’m orbiting around him. There’s no doubt that I could soak in his stare for the rest of my life. He leans forward, and my heart picks up. “If I kiss you right now, without a camera rolling, would you mind?” I instinctively lick my lips as I take a sharp breath in, and my words fail me. His head dips lower until his lips are mere inches from mine. “Would you?” “No,” I whisper back. He places a hand on my cheek, leans
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