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boy.” Using my lips, I traced down his jaw line to his neck, then back up the other side.
        “Ummm Hannah, are you trying to kill me?”
        I backed off instantly. “What did I do?” The embarrassing puppy dog look on his face told me everything. Jaycee has told me that guys can get aroused when the wind blows. I’m not convinced that is true, but I get the meaning. One part of me felt guilty for putting him in that situation but the other part was overjoyed that I had such an affect on him. Now would be a great time to change the mood and give him his present.  Crap, his present.
        “I’ll be right back.” I got up to run back to my car.
        “Ok good. I’ll just sit right here for a little while.”
        I couldn’t help but laugh. “I’m sorry.”
        “You’re not very convincing.”  
        That only made me laugh more. “Well I am, a little bit sorry.” I ran back to my car and opened the trunk, took the little white box out of my purse, and ran back to Daniel. “Feeling better?” I asked.
        “You’re such a comedian, you should do stand up.”
        Him saying stand up after what just happened, just hit me funny. I started giggling so hard my side hurt.
        “What’s so funny?”
        “You said stand up.” Was all I could get out between trying to catch my breath.
        “You think that’s funny huh?” He grabbed me and started tickling me.
        “I give! I give!” He stopped but kept his hands around my waist. “Will this make me forgiven?” I handed him the box.
        “Hannah, you didn’t have to get me anything. All of this is my present.”
        “I want you to have it. It made me think of you and now every time you look at it you will think of me.”
        “As if I need any help. I think about you all the time.” He lifted the lid and stared at it. “I love it.” He took the bracelet out of the box to take a closer look. “The detail is amazing.”
        “That’s what I thought. Here, let me put it on you.” I placed it around his wrist and clasped it. “It looks good on you. You really like it?”
        “No, I really love it.”
        We're so mushy. Isn’t it wonderful?
        “Can I ask you a personal question?”
        “Coming from you there is no such thing as a personal question. You are my girlfriend, you can ask me anything you want.”
        I suddenly felt very awkward. “Have you ever… you know, had sex?”
        He looked down at his bracelet then back at me, in that moment he looked like a shy little boy. “No I haven’t.”
        “Me neither.”
        “I know.”
        “How?”
        “Easy, you said I am the only person you have ever been in love with. I know that you wouldn’t be with someone you didn’t love.”
        He can make me feel so special without even trying. “Thanks for saying that.” I hesitated. “I feel like I can ask or tell you just about anything. So please don’t think that I’m trying to hint for you to make a move or anything, cause I’m not. I’m just curious about...stuff. Like do you ever think about it? With me I mean.” I felt incredibly stupid.
        There was that shy little boy again, but this time he had a mischievous look in his eyes.
    “Have you seen you? Do you remember when I came over to your house after your pool party and you were in that black little bikini?” I nodded. “Do you know that I had to take a cold shower for three days after, trying to get that image out of my head? Which didn’t work by the way.”
        Is it possible to feel embarrassed, flattered, flustered, and enjoyment all at the same time? Yes, yes I think it is.     
        “Now it’s your turn to be in the hot seat. Do you ever think about what it would be like to be with me?”
        My hormones were screaming in my head- ‘Tell him hell yes! Look at him and all his hotness. Tell