You - best secret boyfriend ever.
And then they kiss. Slowly, gently. Because with the right person, sometimes kissing feels like healing.
He moves like a dancer.
The phone rings. “Asshole,” she mutters. She picks it up. “Will you let me explain?” “No.” She hangs up.
Hippie said he couldn't stay. Be back tomorrow -Love,Mom
Do you still love me, Janie?' Janie stares at him, incredulous. 'Yes, of course! I don't say it lightly.' 'Say it lightly in my ear,' he demands. She smiles, rests her soft cheek on his scratchy one, and whispers it. 'I love you, Cabe.