Avery

I love him so much. And I just know we'll be so happy together.

"Preston..." I tugged at his shirt, bringing him closer, hungry for the taste of his mouth.

He stroked my lips gently.

I kissed him. I couldn't stop.

By the time we got under control, I could barely breathe.

"What..." I gasped. I glanced at the sky behind Preston. It was getting late.

"Preston!" I struggled to get up. "What time is it?" I gulped.

My parents would kill me if I was late.

Preston scrambled off me.

"Oh, drat!" He muttered, checking his watch. He was so cute!

"It's 10:45!" He furrowed his brows.

"Oh my, god! My curfew's 11!"

Preston frowned. "Then we should get going!"

We made our way back to the van.

Preston dropped me off in front of my house.

I reached for the door, but Preston's hand on my shoulder stopped me.

I turned and Preston smashed his lips against mine.

I almost couldn't kiss him back because I was too busy smiling.

Almost.