“No,” she whispered softly. “I don’t think it’s ever going to change,” she said quietly. “I… that’s how I feel about you.” She leaned up after a moment and kissed him gently, her lips sweetly pressing against his.
His lips responded easily to hers, though moved with no sense of insistency. After a moment he pulled back, letting out a shaky breath and drawing his hands back down towards his sides.
(Source: rymarshall)