As they pulled apart, the diner seemed brighter, the rain a rhythmic lullaby. Taylor looked at Jordan, a newfound clarity in her eyes. "So," she said, a playful spark returning to her voice. "What happens now?"
Taylor turned to him, her heart hammering against her ribs like a trapped bird. "Just thinking," she replied, her own voice barely a whisper. "About what?" taylor kiss
to a more dramatic location, like a rooftop or a beach Rewrite the scene from Jordan's perspective As they pulled apart, the diner seemed brighter,