“Hey, Prenna?” I feel him whispering into my neck.
“Yeah?”
“If it was okay for me to kiss you,” he whispers, “would you want me to?”
I know I should lie. I should make this easier on both of us. But I’ve begun to tell the truth, and I am drunk on it. “The most of anything,” I whisper into the seat.
“Me too.” I feel him kiss my shoulder blade before he lays his head down and goes to sleep.

The Here & Now | Ann Brashares
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