I wanted morning upon morning where I woke first and marveled at his slumbering beauty in the still light of dawn. And I was determined to do it without that knot of fear in my belly. “Oh, I’ll date you, Haven from California. I’m going to date the hell out of you. No one will have been dated harder in the history—” I planted my lips on his and he laughed against my mouth as he swooped me up in his arms. And in my mind, the future appeared, and it was incredibly, brilliantly bright.
