I wanted our conversation to go on forever. It was the most amazing feeling in the world, to be able to talk to Jared and have him know my inner most secret, and I his. There wasn’t a dark cloud hanging above us anymore. From this moment on, everything was a blank slate. Now, we could really begin to know one another without anything holding us back. We lay on the bed, looking up at the ceiling, not touching, just asking and answering each other’s questions. “What’s your favorite color?” I asked quietly. “Hmm,” he mused. “Can I pick the color of your hair?” he reached over and flicked a piece. “It’s so unusual. One minute I think it’s brown, then it’s honey colored, and when the sun hits it just right, it’s red.” “That’s a good answer,” I laughed. “It’s an honest answer,”
