“What are you thinking about?” He’s quiet for a minute, his chest tightening under me, then quickly blurts out the words like he’s afraid to say them. “Arewetogether?” It takes me a minute to translate that and make sense of it. “Together?” I pull back enough to see his face. “You’re mine and I don’t share.” He smiles like I’ve said the right thing and made him happy. “I don’t care what you call it or label it. You’re mine. Only mine.” Jeremy’s glowing face lifts up, pressing his lips against mine. This kiss is different from the other ones we’ve shared, slower, deeper, it means something.
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