Bailey's pov

I'm breathing hastily as Kaleb kisses me slowly. It was a tender and something about this one was very different.

It felt like a silent conversation between the two of us. A conversation where we both agree to be each other's.

It felt like we were in our own little bubble. Just me and him. Us. Just us two. No one else, just us.

But sometimes a happy little bubble doesn't last. Sometimes things happen to poke it. And pop, it's gone.

The sharp sound of his ...