I should’ve kissed her. Right then and there.
We’ve been hiking for almost two hours since the moment she told me to kiss her, and I refused until we made it to the waterfall.
Big mistake.
I’ve been hiking with a hard-on the entire time, not the most comfortable thing in the world.
But I’m determined to give her the best kiss I can. I want it to be romantic and perfect and magical. I want it to make her believe in love again. Not that she should fall in love with me, but that love and magic can exist. I don’t want her to turn cynical like me.
Our kiss isn’t going to be magical, that is if we even make it to the waterfall. We were supposed to arrive at the waterfall twenty minutes ago. I’m pretty sure we’re lost, but I won’t tell Millie that.
When, or if, we ever make it, the kis
