One day Nevaeh got flowers, not just any flowers, but her favorite one. She is sure that it is mistake. Is it really? <~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~> He lean towards me, cup my chin with his thumb and pointed finger and planted his surprisingly soft lips on my other cheek. Oh man! I was about to wipe his kiss but he smile and catch my wrist. "If you do that, I just keep kissing your cheek" he say smirking with that twinkling hazel eyes.