“I love you, Cathrine!” He repeated. I was stunned for a moment.
“You actually said the L-word?” I blurred out.
“I know it’s early, and I understand if you’re not ready to..” I shook my head as tears build up on me.
“No, it’s not that.. Chase, I love you too!” I cried, giving him a big kiss.
I felt him smile as I kissed him, and soon our kiss became more of a heated make out session.
We went on like that for a week, every night we found ourselves kissing and exploring each other, as we talked afterwards about how we were feeling.
He never stepped over my boundaries and didn’t push me to know all that happened.
I’ve asked James, Diana, and Charlie too, and they haven’t told him anything either, as they meant it was my story to tell, not theirs.
I really felt our bond was growing, as
