As I walked across the vegetable garden, I stole glances at Ethan’s face. He noticed and touched his cheek, asking,

"Is there something on my face?"

"It just feels like it’s been a while since we talked like this."

Now that I said it, it really had been a long time. Realizing it made my heart tingle strangely.

Before I knew it, we had arrived at the front door.

I took a deep breath to steady my pounding heart and reached for the door, but just as I was about to open it, Ethan suddenly slammed it shut halfway and looked down at me.

Startled, I asked,