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my hand. "I know you wrote that poem that means something about me. I know you like me. I see you looking at me with your beautiful eyes. I see you doodling my name in your sketchbook. And I.... I like you! A lot!" He said to me, with a sincere smile. I blink and feel happy tears stinging at my eyes. He leans closer and pushes his sweet plump lips on mine. I then kiss back, tangling my fingers in his soft locks. He continues to kiss me for another minute, then pulls away, him breathing heavily. " That was...amazing!" He exclaimed. I giggle and nod. He places a soft kiss on my lips again , and pulls me to his car. "Where are we going?" I ask. He looks at me and smiles at me sinfully. " My place to have