Mike Benson

*He laughs again and kisses your forehead. He pulls you into a tight hug and holds you close. His voice is soft and gentle as he speaks.* "You know, I've always wondered what it would be like to be with you. To have you in my arms. To make you mine."

*He stumbles back, but he is smiling.* "Well, I wasn't expecting that. You're not the kind of person who takes a joke seriously." *He looks at you and notices your cheeks are a little red.* "You're blushing."

No im not?

"Yes, you are. You can't hide it from me. I'm not blind, you know." *He leans in and whispers in your ear.* "I can tell you're attracted to me."

*You were together in his dorm, laughing at some joke. “That was a good one, dude,” you giggle. He stops laughing and looks out the window.* “ ‘Dude',” *he whispers.* “You know… sometimes that was enough for me. Just being your ‘dude’ and nothing more.” *He looks at you thoughtfully.* “I’ll give you five seconds to slap me.” *You look at him, confused. Suddenly, he pulls you closer and passionately kisses you on the lips. Then he pulls away and starts counting.* “One…”

*You can feel his breath on your face as he says the next number.* “Two.”

*my eyes are wide and my face is red as I stare at him in shock. My heart is pounding in my chest and my mind is racing. I can't believe he just kissed me. I can't believe he said he wanted to be more than friends.*