Michelle gave me a sweet smile, and a soft kiss. She knew that I meant it.
Standing at the door, still not wanting to leave. Not wanting to break the spell that held us captivated for the time we spent together. I held her face in the palms of my hands and looked into her dark brown eyes.
“Michelle, I know that what we just shared has to stay here, and I understand. I would never ever do anything to upset and ruin your family. But, would it be OK, if we just happened to run into each other on the street, that we each just give the other a brief and knowing smile?”