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"Nathan." I whisper, "Can I ask you a question." "Sure," he replies looking over at me. "What do you think of me?" I ask my heart thumping against my rib cage. He looks away for a little bit then focuses his attention back to me, and I find myself looking into his piercing blue eyes. "What I think of you, "Do you really want me to answer that?" He questions. "Yes," I breathe out. His hands find my waist and I shiver, not because of the cold air, but because his piercing blue eyes are holding my green ones captive. Before I know it, his lips are pressed to mine and I find myself tangling my hand in his brown and curly locks as I kiss him back just as forcefully. He pulls away and rests his forehead against mine, his breathing ragged as he tucks a strand of my hair behind my ear. "Is it bad if I admit that I like you?" I stare at him blankly, "What?" "Nicole, I like you," he sighs "I honestly don't know for how long, but I barely admitted it to myself." ☆☆☆☆☆