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“Of course,” I w hispered, nodding confidently.
     
                  “Well then, I wished for my first kiss – but only if it could be with you,” he went on.
     
                  I refused to say anything then, as if a word would force us into the next moment, and I had no desire to do that. It surprised me at how much I wanted to inhabit our most recent minutes together and rerun his last words on a continuous loop for the rest of my days. Had I r eally fallen for Will Stephens?
     
                  Bringing our locked hands closer to my lips, I kissed the back of his hand and then positioned it so that it softly touched my cheek.
     
                  Will’s eyes met mine then.
     
                  “What did you wish for?” he asked softly, curiously.
     
                  “I can’t tell you. Mine hasn’t come true yet,” I confessed with a mischievous smile.
     
                  Will chuckled and kissed my lips again.
     
                  “Will you tell me what it is when it does?” he asked, after unlocking his lips from mine.
     
                  I thought for a moment.
     
                  “Yes,” I said softly, smiling and gently biting my bottom lip.
     
                  “You promise?” he asked.
     
                  “I promise,” I assured him.
     
                  He shook his head, as if satisfied with my vow.
     
                  “Jules,” he whispered.
     
                  “Mm hmm?” I asked softly.
     
                  “I’m glad you finally said yes ,” he whispered again.
     
                  “Me too,” I said.
     
                  “It was worth the wait,” he said, smiling up into the heavens.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     

 
    Masked Hero
     
     
     
     
     
                  R achel and I arrived at Will’s house in my jeep at five after nine. The sun was well on its way to making its exit from the world that day, and though it was still barely daylight outside, it would only be a matter of maybe minutes before the sky was completely swallowed by darkness.
     
                  “So, you have no idea what they’re up to this time?” Rachel questioned me when we pulled into Will’s driveway.
     
                  “No idea. Your guess is as good as mine,” I replied as I slid the jeep into park.
     
                  “You guys are late,” I heard Will protest just then, while marching vehemently around the corner of the back porch with a duffle bag slung over one shoulder. His two buddies followed close behind him.
     
                  I hadn’t even had the chance to reach for my door handle before the boys closed in on my vehicle in a single-file line.
     
                  “What?” I questioned and then lau ghed. “It’s only five minutes.”
     
                  The three guys’ faces screamed seriousness, well, except for one. One was giving everything he had not to smile, but in the end, wasn’t being very successful at it. Though, all three of them looked very much like they had a job to do, and by the way it seemed, it wa s no doubt of an urgent matter.
     
                  “You got the camera?” Will questioned me.
     
                  “Yeah, I brought it,” I said, trying my best to hold in my giggles.
     
                  “Good, you two are our press tonight.” Will exclaimed, now smiling, as he threw the duffle bag into the back of the SUV.
     
                  Then, Will and the other two boys climbed over the jeep’s sides and squeezed tightly into the backseat.
     
                  I watched them through my rearview mirror.
     
                  “Wow, you guys all fit back there?” I