The girls had just left our tent giggling. We had been making out with them, which I truly didn't enjoy. I was a little pressured into it. I look at Conner to say something but he interrupts me and says "you didn't like that did you?" I shake my head. I see a pinch of regret on his face, he bights his lip and looks down shaking his head and says "why didn't you tell me, you know I would never purposely push you into something like that. Right?" he looks up hopefully expectant to my answer, and I say in a low whisper "I know.". I hear him take a shaky deep breath while he gets in his sleeping bag. I do the same and settle myself in my sleeping bag and I look at him, we were 2 feet from each other. I look at him and I can already see that he is having trouble sleeping by his shaky breathing and that tortured look on his face. His eyes stay shut but he puts his hand in mine lightly so our hands are only lightly touching, I squeeze his hand reassuringly. I can see the faintest of a smile on his face and relief. He inches closer to me to the point where I can feel his body warmth and our breaths mingle together. His eyes flutter open and looks at me affectionately and puts his hand on my cheek and inches his face closer to mine and I bring myself closer to him closing any space there was and he brings me in his full embrace and kisses me. It's a delicate kiss like when a flower blooms, slow but beautiful and delicate, soft but bright like the sun.