I let my head fall forward into his shoulder, breathing in his scent. "Now what do we do?"<br /><br />He's quiet for a while and I finally lean back to look him in the eyes. He appears conflicted by something and then he sets me down on the ground, lacing his fingers through mine.<br /><br />"Should we see where the wind takes us?" he asks.<br /><br />I stare at my hand in his and then look up at him. "That sounds good to me.

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