"Bliss," I whispered out loud, my fingers brushing the word as I speak.
"It was the day of our first kiss," he tells me, his voice against my ear.
The day at the cliff.
"But you were kind of wrong here," I tell him, glancing up with a sweet smile on my face.
"Really? How do you say so?" he asks me, grinning back.
"You said you found me," I reply, "but it was me who found you on the driveway not the other way around." I recalled that day, his glorious beauty lying there before my very eyes and now here we are. I never even thought we would have ended up here. And it feel so enchanting.
James looks a little startled of what I said, as I watch him, but the expression fades away as soon as it appeared. "Yeah," he says, looking away and I suddenly felt something was wrong.
"You found me
