All morning Maisie has been lost in her thoughts, which I don’t really care about since she’s got a lot to think about. We both do.

“Are we okay?” Maisie asks, her blue eyes fixed on mine as we walk down the street.

If she’s asking if we’re still friends then yeah of course. But if she’s asking if I’m not still hooked on the last few days then, I honestly don’t know. How can I kiss Maisie if I killed her mother? It seems so wrong, but if felt so right.

“I think so,” I reassure her. “At least we will be . . . If we’re not already.”

Maisie nods slowly bending her head down as we step quietly along the sidewalk.

“You know it’s all true, right?” Maisie hints, her blonde pony tail swinging over her shoulder as she lifts her head. “What I said that night.”

I’ve never known Maisie to lie, but we’ve only known each other for five months so maybe I don’t really know her as much as I think I do.

I nod once, looking down at her. “Yeah.” I answer. “I know . . . You know everything _I _said, I meant too, right?”

Maisie flashes a small smile that tells me everything I need to know. “Yeah, Davian . . . I know.”

We both look away, my face heating up as a cool breeze blows past. Our hands brush past each other, and instantly lock together.

I glance over my shoulder at Maisie, half smiling as she swipes at her bangs that keep falling near her eyes. Is it bad that I’m glad that her hair won’t obey her? It’s just she looks so beautiful when her hair is brushing past her eyes.

We walk around the neighborhood our hands never leaving each other. Even as we pass a few people walking Maisie doesn’t pull away or try to hide our hands. Maybe I’ve just watched too many movies but I’m pretty sure that’s what the girl always does.

“Does it still feel wrong?” Maisie asks, her fingers squeezing my hand gently.

Yes. It’s always going to feel wrong unless I tell you the truth. But . . . If I just push past that one little lie maybe this will feel right. We’re meant to be together, at least that’s how I’ve been feeling the last couple of days.

I shake my head, smiling softly to hide the part of me that wants to disagree. “No . . .” I lift our hands up, holding Maisie’s hand tightly in mine. _“This . . . _Is the most _right_ thing I’ve ever felt in my entire life.”

Maisie grins, licking her perfect lips. “What changed your mind?” She challenges, knowing that the answer is her.

I swing her around to me, grabbing her face in my cold hands. I lean in, kissing Maisie as her hands rest on top of mine.

I shut my eyes, feeling like nothing could get better than this. And that’s probably true.

We break apart, breathing heavily as out noses graze past each other.

Maisie smiles, laughing breathlessly. “Good answer.”

I smile bringing Maisie’s face back to mine, melting into her as the whole world seems to spin around us.