"Well, you can thank me for it..." I stated as my cheeks flushed a bright red. He smiled wildly and swiftly took me in his arms. "Will! Someone might catch us!"

“What? The birthday girl doesn’t want a kiss?” he murmured as he leaned in, his lips almost touching mine. I smiled, parting my lips slightly as I pressed my lips on his. It was just a peck and I didn’t want him to be in a mess because of me.

“So,” I started, parting from his embrace as I sat on one of the desks behind me, “What did you get me?”

“Well…” he walked back to his desk and pulled out a small bag. I stared at it curiously; it was indeed small with a pale pinkish color and wrapping tissue was sticking out. He placed it on my lap and motioned me to open it.

“No, I want to open it when we’re together… after we’re married…” I whispered, my heart leaping with excitement at the thought. I saw a smile creep in his lips and he wrapped his arms around my waist. It was a blissful moment, a very small one, and we parted and stood as separate as possible.

“What time do you want me to be there?” he asked as he sat on the desk across from me. I placed the bag next to my purse and crossed my arms.

“Well, I have to write a note to my mother explaining why I ran off without her knowing…” my voice trailed off, imagining my mother weeping her eyes as she read a note she found on my bed. I pursed my lips tightly and forced a smile. William sighed deeply, placing a hand on my shoulder.

“Everything is going to be fine… everything will work out, and life will go on,” he murmured, a smile warmly appearing. My heart banged against my chest at his action, something that always happened when I needed to feel his arms around me.

"You, uh, have something in your shirt," I whispered, straightening myself up as i rubbed my hand on his right pectoral. he inhaled a deep breath, his hands finding their ways to the small of my back, and he pulled me closer to him. He placed his cheek against my temole, my eyes closing gradually as the warmth invaded my skin.

“I love you,” he whispered into my ear, his left hand circling the nape of my neck as he pulled me even closer to him.

“I love you, too, and I have to go…”

“I know, Buffy,” he answered, pulling away from me and stared into my eyes. He leaned in, softly placing a chaste kiss on my lips, and hugged me once more. “Go home. Expect me around 11:30 tonight.”

“Do you have my duffel and dress bag in your car?” I asked as I gathered my things to leave. He nodded his head, a sad smile forming on his lips. Just as I was about to leave, he grabbed my hips and pulled my back against his chest. He kissed my neck, leaving a wet trail as he made his way to my cheek. I turned my head, his lips sweetly savoring mine. I felt his hands travel up my waist; shivers electrocuted me as his fingers lightly played below my breasts.

"I have to go..." I did not want to have our special moment in the classroom, especially since we were leaving that night to Los Vegas, but it was tempting and I was vulnerable, and my mind just played tricks with me. Lustfully, he picked me up from the ground...

Hey there! How is everyone? Well, as for me, I'm fine, thank God, and I'm not sick anymore! YAY!  I'm very happy, and I'm glad for myself. I updated To Love so Much and hopefully, all will enjoy my story. For now, this is my baby, and I hope you review it!

Well, I have to go...

- Jess