Inside his sleek black limo I had my head rested on his shoulder while he had his hand on my exposed thigh and it felt so right in the moment. No words were said, no words were needed but his silence spoke highly of the guilt that weighed him down.
It spoke of our hard times. He was thinking of the right thing to say or maybe just like me, he does not want to ruin the little moment we had. To be very honest, the days we spent apart gave me the time to think and reflect on my actions. I might have acted a bit immature and I missed him. I missed him greatly but I feared I was the only one that was entirely unraveled by him.
I did not want to get burned twice by love.
“I want to ask a favor of you.” he began. His cool voice filtered into my senses that I almost forgot to respond. I lift
