After I had stopped crying for a while, Daniel let go of me and stood. Instantly, a whimper rose to my lips as I shivered from the cold. He paused for a second before choosing to ignore me. He reached for a tissue box and pulled out some Kleenex from it. While he was kneeling back down, I grew angry at myself for acting so weak and for thinking that he would leave me now.
Gently, he wiped the tears from my face. Unconsciously, I leaned into his hand. He looked down at me with those dark eyes that I couldn't help but get lost in. They were just...beautiful. I glanced down at his lips and wondered what they would feel like. Would they be as soft as they look? Would they feel right against mine?
Before I could even think another thought, those soft, rose pink lips fell onto mine.