Riley
Justin laid me onto the bed, slipping between my legs. His lips brushed against mine as his hands moved through my hair gently. It was the same Justin that I've known for this long, staring back at me, but the gentleness was new. It wasn't what I was used to and something I certainly didn't expect.
The longer we stared into each other's eyes, the more uncomfortable I became. Why was I suddenly feeling this way? So many signs had pointed straight at Justin for being the perfect man for me all this time. He was dependable, intelligent, and sexy as hell, and he stood by my side even through hard times. Not once have I strayed away from my feelings for him. I would say that my feelings have only grown more for him after spending days with him. Justin defended me against the media as
