(A/N: you know what's gonna happen here... *wink* *wink*).
Jenna's POV:
I wasn't moving, I wasn't talking.
I couldn't risk it.
What if this was all a dream and I'd f**k it up by doing something?
My body felt as rigid as a board, but was actually relaxing in his arms.
His warm hands never left their places on my waist and chest, not even when he flipped me so that we'd be face to face.
My eyes were closed, fearing what my body would do if I saw his beautiful face again, but as soon as I felt the soft pad of his thumb caressing my cheek, I opened them like me. Life depended on it.
A huge smile was plastered on his face, not a smug one or a cocky one, but one of true and sincere happiness.
Resting his forehead on mine, he closed his eyes and wrapped his arms around me firmly, as i
