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Lee wakes, blinking uncertainly. With a yawn, he sits up, rubbing his tired eyes. "Was someone kissing me?" he murmurs.

Roxanne grins at him, sitting beside him on the bed. She's already dressed for the day, though the clock beside him says it's only four in the morning. No one in their right mind should be up before noon. Then again, no one ever accused Roxanne of being normal.

"Someone should always be kissing you," she says with a mischievous grin. She smooths her hands over her purple blouse and leans in, kissing him gently on the lips. "Well. As long as that someone is me."

Lee sighs and gently captures her wrists, pulling her close. "We can't continue on like this," he tells her.

It's a conversation they've danced around for so long. Roxanne looks annoyed by his declaration, but not surprised. It's always been a matter of time before they had to talk seriously about this.

"Your dad…"

"What about him?" she asks. "I'm twenty, Lee. He can't dictate who I do and do not spend time with."

Lee raises a brow. "Is that why you're going to sneak home before anyone else is awake?"

She rolls her eyes, folding her arms over her chest. Merlin, why is she so cute when she's mad at him? "Will I ever win?" She huffs, deflating slightly. "I… You know, it really isn't fair. I'm the one who came on to you."

Lee laughs. He remembers it all too well. She had been so sure, and he had been hesitant. So, for the past two months, they have kept it a secret, unsure of how to proceed with it. But they can't keep going on like this. It isn't just some silly fling. Neither have dared to admit it, but he knows there is something much deeper between them.

But the fact that she's his best friend's daughter complicates things.

"It doesn't matter," he says. "Your dad will be pissed."

Roxanne sighs. "Are you breaking up with me?"

Lee wonders if that might be best. Probably. He should let her go and just cherish the moments they had together. There isn't much else that makes sense.

But he isn't sure that he wants to be logical. Logical should have no place in matters of the heart. Besides, he is far too selfish to just let her go.

Their future is unknown, but he wants to figure it out. No more haze of uncertainty and mystery, no more wondering what would happen if…

It's time to take the leap, to figure things out.

"I want to tell him," he says.

Roxanne hesitates. After several moments, she nods. "We can. You and me," she whispers. "Together."