Sweet Sixteen Birthday Fun, Part III
It was our last day, and all we wanted to do was stay tangled up.
It was about nine in the morning when I started to wake up. John had held me in his arms the entire night, keeping me warm and safe. I took a deep breath of air, exhaling while I casually stretched. John must've been awake already, because he kissed the top of my head, which was still resting on his bare chest, and whispered, "Good morning."A smile came across my face. I tipped my head up, looking into his eyes. Our lips...