“Well, I’m sorry for everything that happened after that. I truly am ashamed of my actions.”
“I am too. But here’s the thing- I forgive you, Liam.”
“I forgive you too, Asher,” I say, shooting him a smile.
We stare at each other for a few long moments, just enjoying the good energy flowing between us. This feels like real progress, and I really, really like that.
“I’ve been wondering something,” I admit.
“What’s that?”
“Do you think maybe you and I were attracted to each other from the very start, and we just didn’t know it? And maybe that’s why we were so passionate in hating each other?”
He stares at me but doesn’t answer. Instead, he stands up, and offers me his hand. I take it, joining him. We gaze at each other, and the next thing I know- our lips are pressing softly together.
We share a sweet, but passionate kiss out on the porch, before heading inside and going straight to bed. And I know as I lay my head down- that I will remember that moment for a very long time.