As the months slipped by Erick and I became closer, spending most of our free time in each other's company. He was a steady friend I could depend on, often indulging me, even when he wasn't sure he should, as breaking into my step-father's house had proven. He seemed funny, smart, and most of all, safe, everything I was looking for in a companion.
     From our first meeting, we began a silent back and forth of mutual interest, cloaked in teasing friendship. But, it was that first impulsive kiss as we made good our escape that opened the door to the possibility of us.
     Infatuation is a funny thing; it lets you focus on all the exceptional things about a person while hiding and suppressing all the things that drive you crazy. And I will...

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