Allena
We sat there for a long time in silence as we ate our breakfast. Eventually, while he got busy checking his emails, I sat there with my brain running 70 mph forming different scenarios in my brain about how I should start the conversation and in how many different directions it could go.
He pushed his chair back and got up, panic grabbed my throat and I babbled the first thing that came to my mind, "Did you make a call for me to get the art internship because if you did it was very wrong, I never asked you..." I stopped gasping as he stuffed my mouth with a strawberry and started chuckling.
"You are so damn cute," he says as he leans toward me. My breath hitched as he came closer and bit the other end of the strawberry, his lips lightly brushed against mine lightly, my heart leap
