Adam's P.O.V.
“A thunderbolt?” She asked me, smiling as she looked at the second pendant on the bracelet.
“We shared our first kiss during a thunderstorm,” I told her matter-of-factly, but she started to shake her head at me, wanting to tell me how I was wrong because our first kiss was shared in High School and I was just an ass who just couldn’t remember it, I quickly placed my finger on her lips. s**t… I still hoped one day I would be able to make her forget about that.
“Our first kiss that actually mattered,” I told her, seeing her smile at me as her eyes started to become a bit blurry.
“I agree.” She nodded, looking back at the bracelet.
“There’s no pendant for tiramisu on there.” She giggled, making me laugh along with her as she referred to our first official date, or the first
