He had asked me a few times of how we met. He knew that his memory loss was still a touchy subject to me so he'd never played a prank on me that involved pretending to remembered something from the past.

'I remember, Case." He murmured as he looked at me, hand holding mine. He tucked my hair behind my ear and looked into my eyes with such an intense gaze that made my knees weak.

'W-when? How? What?" I sputtered out with wide eyes as I searched his face for signs that he was ...