kiss me and you’ll see how important I am-dessen-this

I knew, in the silence that followed, that anything could happen here. It might be too late: again, I might have missed my chance. But I would at least know I tried, that I took my heart and extended my hand, whatever the outcome.
‘Okay,’ he said. He took a breath. ‘What would you do, if you could do anything?’
I took a step toward him, closing the space between us. ‘This,’ I said.
And then I kissed him.
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Sarah Dessen