I've been hanging out with the quiet girl.Her laugh is beautiful, a sound I always want to hear.Her kindness is heart warming, her intelligence is inspiring.I think I'm in love. Tonight I wanted it to be just us. That brings me to now: in the kitchen, watching her roll out the cookie dough.I move closer,leaning my chin on her shoulder. "Want to make one?" She asks. "I'd love to." I shape the dough into a heart.That's when she leans up on her tippy- toes to place her lips to mine.I melt into her.