“Because you terrify me. You make me want to color outside of the lines, which I hate. You’re an incredible aunt. You’re a loyal friend. Because you’re beautiful even when you’re walking around with ketchup on your shirt. Because it bothers me that you don’t see how unique you are, how special it is to be included in your circle. And finally because I’ve tasted…” He nipped at my lips. “I’ve drunk…” He deepened the kiss, his tongue sliding against mine. “And I fell.”
