New Year's Steve

As the clock counts down and the ball drops, Harrison takes my face in his hands and leans in, so close I can almost taste him.

One…

His lips drop to mine as the crowds in the street erupt into cheers and well-wishes. I hear none of it, so focused on this kiss. This kiss. A kiss full of promise and hope and a mutual future, with just enough passion to make it exciting and just enough reserve to have me wanting more. It’s the best kind of kiss to ring in the new year with my New Year’s Steve.

Er… New Year’s Harrison.

That has a nice ring to it, don’t ya think?