Aria.
At some point the crying stopped.
I didn't notice exactly when. One minute my chest was heaving and my hands were fisted in his shirt and the next I was just still, my face against him, listening to his heartbeat.
I stayed there a little longer than I needed to then I pulled back and looked up.
He was already looking at me.
I opened my mouth.
I had things to say. Important things. An explanation that I had been putting together in my head, all the pieces of the last four years arranged in an order that might make him understand why I had done what I did and why I had been so certain and why I had stayed silent for so long.
His eyes moved slowly from mine...down to my lips. Without waiting for an approval, he claimed my lips.
It was a completely soft kiss, Nothing like the fev
