With her heart beginning to thunder in her chest, Ziyah listened to him say her name. The way he said it told her that she was not alone in feeling the way she was. He felt the same as she and that was made obvious by the way he gracefully plucked her from where she sat.

Now cradling his face in both her hands, she deepened the kiss even more, slowly smiling against his mouth with a nervous sigh. She needed him to know that in every single moment since arriving in Los Angeles, she had put him in her thoughts, and in every single dream. She needed him to know that what was about to happen between them, for her, was like experiencing it for the first time.

In all actuality, she never knew what love was like with someone she really honestly loved.