I should have told you from the start. I will let you down.

This was our common ground, the secret we shared but never spoke aloud.

When I was in high school, I was always really envious of those girls who seemed to have everything: the perfect hair, perfect clothes, perfect boyfriend, perfect life. It wasn't until I was older that I realized that nobody's life is perfect, and that those girls probably had a lot of the same problems I did.

And the rest is history,' I said. Nah.' He shook his head. 'The rest is now.

There were so many levels to the unknown, from safe to dangerous to outright nebulous, scariest of all.

You need demarcation." "Demarcation?" I asked. "It means a clear separation between two things," he told me. "A solid end before a clean beginning. No murky borders. Clarity.

Okay," he said. He took a breath. "What would you do, if you could do anything?" I took a step toward him, closing the space between us. "This." I said. And then I kissed him.