When he got to her dress strap, he watched her eyes as he slid it off her shoulder. She smiled her unquestionably Kyle smile. Still present.
“I’m still here,” she said in a playful voice. But she was. She was still there.
“Kyle, will you come to my bed?” Cole would take this so slowly.
“I will.” Kyle followed as he led her to his simple twin bed, covered in a plain tan comforter.

Auteur: Debra Anastasia