I gasped for breath, realizing I had been speechless and had forgotten to breathe for quite a while now.
I couldn't move my mouth, my lips and tongue and brain were numb with pure shock. I could only stare blankly while the image of your innocent lips forming those words played over and over again in my head.
All I could focus on was the burning in my chest and pain in my eyes, stinging, threatening with tears.
But I was overjoyed. What on Earth does every girl want but for someone to choose them over all else?
You spoke again:
"You're the only one I want."
And what else is a girl to do, when faced with the soft hands and gentle eyes of affection, than to do the single most reckless thing she could have done?
I whispered back, with the slightest hint of uncertainty: