Feel alive

LESLIE'S POV I think I finally get it. I finally understand why people have s*x so much. Wade just sent me over the moon. I orgasmed so good I think my vision went black and I almost passed out. We were lying together under the sheets, my head on his chest. This was comfortable. I wished I could stay here forever. “I missed you,” I let out quietly, “Everytime I decorated your room, I told myself that I was letting go of the emotions I had for you.” I drew lazy circles on his chest, scared to look at his face. I didn't know what I would find there and I wasn't sure I was ready. “Look at me,” Wade said, lifting my chin up to meet him. “I thought about you too. Everyday.” I blinked at his confession. “You did?” He chuckled, “I thought about you on the flight back to school. I thought about you while I studied, while I ate, while I showered. You invaded my senses and my dreams, Leslie.” He wasn't lying. His eyes were saying everything. “Is that why you came back?” He no