There were some trees and shrubs behind there, but we were still somewhat exposed—especially to people in the distance, near the entrance of the corn maze. "I don't know what you think you're doing," I whispered as he marched me back there. He stopped and turned to face me once we rounded the corner. The sounds of music, children playing, and people talking were barely audible over the pounding of my own heart. He stared down at me with a slight smile. Both of us were somewhat breathless. "This is not private," I said, gesturing to the big open space behind me. "Someone can come back here any second." "We better hurry then," he said. I gave him a challenging glare. "Are you serious right now?" "I'm quite serious," he said. "Do I still have permission?" I smiled. "You're hilarious." He cupped his hand around my jaw and patiently scanned my face. "You’re beautiful." I glanced down shyly. I should've just taken the compliment, but I got nervous and had to go and say something funny.
