Dylan's POV
I stared longingly at her beautiful full lips. I wanted to kiss her so badly I felt like I couldn't hold myself anymore. It's been too long.
"Mia, you can probably tell how badly I want to kiss you right now. But I'm going to give you space for now, till you're ready for me again. I missed you so much and it hurts that I can't kiss you the way I want to, but I promise I'll wait."
She sighed. "Why are you saying all of this right now? What do you want from me, Dylan?"
"I want you to love me again. Please, love me again."
"I don't understand what-"
"Okay, we're done here"" the photographer called out.
"Thank goodness", she muttered before slipping out of my grasp.
"Mia, wait! We still need to talk"
"There's nothing to talk about this time, please stop
