I look at Greg in the eyes as he moves closer to me and kisses me softly on the lips. My heart pounds rapidly in my chest as the gentleness of his gesture catches me by surprise. Despite the increasing intimacy of our talks and tender moments, I didn't expect this bold move from the usually reserved Greg.
As our lips part, I search his warm brown eyes for an explanation. Greg seems almost as surprised by his own actions as I am, a look of nervous vulnerability crossing his face.
"Rosetta, I..." he starts, then falters momentarily, uncharacteristically at a loss for words. He takes my hands in his, calloused but tender. "These feelings I have for you...they've been growing stronger every day. I tried to ignore them, tried to suppress them out of fear. But I can't anymore. Not when our fut
