Bab 62: The boy I love

　　Me I dropped a letter for you.

　　Let What about?

　　Me You will have to get it to find out ;)

　　I shove my phone into my backpack as my boyfriend approaches me. His arms slide around my waist and he lifts me off the ground to drop me on the bonnet of my car. Standing between my legs, he drags my lip between his and hugs me again. I lean into his embrace taking a whiff of his cologne. I love this guy.

　　“Who was that?”

　　We are alone in the parking lot but I whisper in return, “No one.”

　　Ben folds his arms, flexing his biceps. I stroke his forearm. He is mine. “And you were smiling like that?”

　　“Are you jealous?” I tilt my head and pout.

　　“If it’s another guy? Yes. I want to be the only guy making you smile,” he says with so much sincerity.

　　Butterflies erupt in my stomach at his words. I drag a hand over his shirt, stopping to press my hands flat against his chest, directly over his heart beating so hard against my palms. “What about my dad?”