I want to answer, but that boy takes my words from me when he looks at me that way.
Pulling me close to him, his eyes dive into mine, blue and green merges into teal, his precious kiss so close to my lips, and he says, “I’d have fought the whole world just to protect you, just to hold you—just to love you.”
“No need to fight anymore—no need to choose between protecting, holding, or loving me. Multitask, my boy, multitask—you can have them all.”
His kiss takes me—all of me—I melt into him. Warm. Electric. One.