I looked Eliott dead in the eyes and opened my mouth to speak. I hope I don’t regret this later, but I just had to go with my gut.
“Yes…” I said softly, and looked away. I almost wished that I hadn’t because I desperately wanted to see his reaction, but I was too nervous.
I felt his hands come up and cup my cheeks, before he tilted my head up so we could look each other in the eyes. “Really?” He asked and seemed to be holding his breath. As if He was afraid I’d change my mind. But no, I’d always wonder what if I didn’t say yes. Was it wrong and did I have a pit in my stomach that felt like it was eating itself from guilt, yes. But the dreams had to mean something and I felt like I needed to give him his chance.
“Yes.” I said, nodding and tucking my bottom lip between my teeth. His jo
