He stops, as if he is waiting for me to say something, and my heartbeat quickens, but I can not get my lips to form words because my anxieties are getting in the way. Landon is more than just a guy, and I have never kissed a male before. My best friend is him. I have given it a lot of thought, but I have also considered what it would be like to lose him. Since my dad passed away, he is the only one who keeps me in touch with the outside world. I do not know who I would be or what I would be without him.
I begin to object, but he closes his eyes, and the sensation of his lips on my palm momentarily erases any doubts I may have. He gives it a slow kiss, as if he is enjoying the occasion, which, given Landon, he most likely is. I bite my lip as I tremble as he moves his lips down to my wrist
