Each step he took in my direction sent a thousand more butterflies fluttering in my stomach. I was glad I didn't stop and eat anything because I hadn't felt this nervous since the first time he and I had met.

He stopped right in front of me, and I tried to remember to breathe as I looked up at him. He placed his hands on either side of my head and lowered his face until we were at eye level.

"What are you doing here, Willow?"

‘Be strong. You can do this.’

I raised my hand, sliding it up his ...