When I enter I see Jace and his blond hair. I walk over to him and take a seat. He has bags under his eyes. It looks like he hasn't slept in days. “So what do you want to get” he says in his low handson voice.

   “ I'll get a cookie crumble mocha” with the most confident tone in my voice. I say it like this because it's useless. He nods his head. He stands up and walks over to the register.

    I can't hear anything but they are talking for a bit. Then he comes back and sits down. “ What are you getting?” I say.

    “ I'm getting a white latte with whip cream,” he says. I lean my head down and bit my bottom lip. I feel something touch my left hand. Something warm and smooth. But callused. I looked up and saw Jace grabbed my hand.

  “ I'm sorry too soon,” he says. 

  “No”. I grab his neck and kiss him. The kiss seems like an hour. Then I hear the voice in the background of a barista.

  “One large cookie crumble mocha and one mediam white latte with whip cream”. Jace parts from the kiss and grabs the drinks.

   He comes back holding the drinks and smiles his big wide smile. I smile too. He hands me my drink. I take a sip of the mocha. The cold icey coffee and hot or cold chocolate goes down my throat with a tad bit of whipped cream at the bottom. 

     “Now where did we leave off” he says. 

   “ I think right here”. I say as I move my finger around my face. He laughs and kisses me.

   “Ugh, young love. Get a room.” I turn my head and see an old man looking at us. I am sorry for the old man.

   “ We should leave,” I say to Jace. 

  “Why?” he says. 

       “ You know” he stands up and grabs my hand. We walked out of the Starbucks. 

    He guided me to his car. He opens the door to the back seat. I get in and he follows after. He shuts the door and looks at me. I flutter my eyelashes.

   He puts his Latta in a cup holder. I do the same. He then grabs my neck and I grab him and kiss him as he kisses me. This kiss is different and it feels serious. I put my hands in his hair. It's smooth and silky.

   I can feel his hand move down my back. I part from the kiss and say in a sigh “ I'm not going to do it”. 

   He looks at me with his caring grey eyes and says “I would never do that to you or put you in that position”. I smile a small slight smile. He puts his hand on the side of my head. He rubs his finger up and down my cheekbone. 

       The feeling of this is tingly. I feel like I'm going to melt. He puts his other hand on the other side of my head and leans my head forward. He then kissed my forehead. 

       It's soft and smooth, and I get a tingly sensation on my forehead. I then wrap my fingers around his body in a hug position. He does that to me too. “ I wish we could just stay like this and watch the world go by us” I whisper.

    “If only,” he whispers back into my ear.