"You are quite an exceptional kisser, Essel," he remarks.
Michael states.
I lean back slightly to avoid the temptation of kissing him once more.
"You are as well," I respond, as a few tears begin to fall.
I had not expected to cry at the beginning of the season, yet I found myself unable to hold back.
"You cannot imagine how long I have been longing for those kisses. Two months without them were incredibly difficult," he confides, his hands still resting on my waist.
I start to sniffle as the tears continue to flow.
"Essel, why are you in tears?" he inquires softly.
He shifts his right hand from my waist to gently wipe away a few tears.
"You appear much more beautiful when you smile," he comments, enveloping me in a tight embrace.
I respond by wrapping my arms around him, cherish
