"Not one day, huh?" She was smiling as she said that, nudging his nose back with hers before she turned it into a soft, grazing brush of her lips to his. She was beginning to understand the phrase 'falling in love' because of him. Being around him had her feeling like she was constantly in the air, falling, flipping, but there was absolutely no fear about it because he was with her. He'd catch her. Or she'd catch him. Either way, it was clear by that look on his face that she wasn't the only one feeling that consuming flame that flickered between them.

"Wanna go look around for a bit tomorrow for some place for us?" Concessions. She could make concessions for him. She could change things that weren't important to cling to for him to make him feel like he fit in her life. Because as of that moment they'd touched, she had no life without him.