I stopped the kiss before getting any further. Even though my heart and entire body were screaming at me to never end this sweet t*****e, my brain was right trying to stop me. I'm not doing this the same way as before. We are going to talk this time, work through our problems and hurts, and figure out if we even fit in each other's lives.
I press my hand gently on his chest, feeling his labored breathing and rapid beating of his heart, letting me know he is just as much affected by this as I am. He slowly reluctantly moves back, the fire in his eyes slowly dousing and a pleading sorrowful look replacing it.
Breaking my heart here, Jake. Don't look at me like that. But I don't say any of this out loud. My heart is aching to look at him so broken but I know we can't go on and live together
