Justin
Closing my eyes, I lean my forehead to Devan's and exhale. This is too much, too soon. I shouldn't be as honest with her. It's that when I'm with her, I want to talk, share, and even be honest about my feelings. There is something about her that just feels right.
Devan's hands come to my cheeks as she lifts my face until our eyes meet. “Yes."
I let out the breath I'm holding. “f**k, I was pretty sure that word-vomit would have sent you running."
“It wasn't vomit," she says with a soft laugh to her voice. “It was sweet and honest. I spent those next five weeks afraid that by coming back to Riverbend, I'd see you and you'd pretend you didn't know or recognize me." She tilts her head. “You did that."
I sit up, noticing how with Devan's golden hair around her face, she looks li
