I waited impatiently for Brandon to secure the ring on my finger, keeping up a continuous foot tapping. When I finally felt the ring nestled snugly on my finger, I prepared myself for the impact of my knees hitting the ground because I had every intention of falling on top of Brandon and giving him the kind of kiss that would leave no doubt in his mind that he was mine now. As I was about to join him on the ground, Brandon suddenly stood up and wrapped his arms around me. He spared a glance toward my family, but after just a few seconds, he got whatever signal or answer he was searching for.
I was just about to engage the kiss when Brandon pulled me into him with a bone-crushing hug, and his lips and tongue were devouring mine. A small moan escaped me without my permission. How emb
