Day One of Summer (1)

"What if?" He just had this smirk that made me want to lean over the table and kiss him. I know his game, this is all a joke. We have always been like this and honestly, I wished the 'what if' was real. However, I'm not about to let him win.

I lean forward, our faces merely centimeters from one another. His eyes flickered to my lips and I almost copy his actions, "What if?" His smirk and mine matched, what if Chandler?

What if?