"Mm, is that a promise?" I ask a little coyly, my shoulder bumping against his arm when he pulls me closer.

I keep expecting this feeling to change at some point, that'll go from being constantly surprised and sure that I'm dreaming to comfortable in what this is. And I am comfortable, honestly. Dating Jack honestly doesn't feel all that different from just being friends with him. Except now I get to actually touch him instead of just thinking about it all the time. And I get to kiss him.

And, honestly, there's a whole lot more I still want to do even if I'm nervous.

"I don't have to stop celebrating this one just yet, do I?" I glance up at him then, smiling a little as I squeeze his hand. "You, uh. Earlier, you said something about later..."