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at the beach. I wasn’t paying attention to anything that was going on around me because for the past 30 minutes Jackson and I had been looking at each other, smiling or laughing, communicating in that language we had created. We both knew the party was boring, that Connor was trying to impress a girl at the table and that Alexa was about to grab her things and meet the guy next to her in some room in the house but we never said it, we just looked at each other and smiled or laughed.
    Jackson seemed unable to convey certain message because soon he was grabbing a paper and a pen from somewhere on the table and wrote down something and gave the paper to me. I grabbed it without looking at it and his smile told me that what I was about to read was good. I opened the paper in my hands and read: I’ m going to kiss you now .
    I looked up and smiled, letting him know that I needed that too. In that same second we both stood up and reached for each other faces across the picnic table and kissed. In front of everyone we kissed and opened a door to something that we wouldn’t be able to close. We broke apart and looked into each other’s eyes smiling. Yeah, we both knew this was going to be good.
    We sat back down and when we turned to look at everyone they were all looking at us like we were the main event of the night. We hadn’t thought about everyone seeing us kissing, or that we were giving a show. I blushed and looked down at the paper that I was still holding in my hand.
    “What?” he said in between laughter. No one said a thing. “just a couple of friends kissing,” he said reaching for my hand and giving a quick squeeze “right?” he asked me and I looked up at him and smiled.
    “Sure,” I said nodding and then everyone went on with their conversations. Including us, we went back to our private communication.
     
    I woke up at 4 am ready to start a new day in the bakery. I sat on the bed and put my head in my hands as soon as I saw Jackson sleeping in the sofa bed in my bedroom, well, my top floor because just as I had done with the bottom floor, I’d thrown down walls and now my bedroom resembled a loft.
    Jackson had slept over because right after I accepted to be his friend, this time knowing that I had agreed that we were friends and also knowing that it was all bullshit because I could feel us both shiver every time we touched, he asked me if he could sleep over. I don’t want to be alone he’d said. I warned him he wouldn’t be sleeping in my bed because there was no way in hell that we would keep our hands to ourselves so I set up the sofa bed.
    Now that it was a new day I just hoped that this didn’t turn into something common for us. I sighed and jumped into the shower. I peeked in to check if it was safe to run out on my towel, like he hadn’t seen everything before, but he was still asleep. I put on my black pants, white shirt and grabbed a sweater. I put one or a thousand hair products on and grabbed my bag. Jackson was sound asleep and I didn’t have the heart to wake him up. I wrote down in a post-it that I would be in the bakery and that I would see him around, I pasted it in the sofa bed where he could see it and left.
    It was close to opening time when I heard the front door open and then “Good Morning”. It was Jackson. I turned around and saw him giving Alexa a side hug, “Good morning, ass,” she said calling him her nickname for him. I quickly turned around to appear busy with whatever I had in my hands.
    “Mar,” he said going into the kitchen and I just nodded while decorating an apple pie that I was going to put out that day. “Good Morning, Jackson,” I said trying to sound cool and probably failing.
    “I woke up and you weren’t there,” he said and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I know I blushed, because I blushed at anything slightly uncomfortable and nodded “I had to come to work,” I smiled at him. “Go, grab something to eat,” I said nudging him in the stomach