You lost a bet to your best friend a while ago.

He never got to name his prize since you moved out of the country.

You’re out walking the streets and enjoying the fresh air.

Your getting ready to cross the street when an arm hooks around your waist stopping you to get crashed by a car.

You turned around to thank the person who had just save you, you froze when you saw him.

Sharp feature, expensive clothes, defined eyebrows. Full lips. But the same eyes..

His eyes studied your face too. He holds his breath waiting for you to speak.

"Thank you.." you breath. "Sorry, what’s your name?"

His lips curled into a smile which you returned.

"Friends for seventeen years and you still can’t remember my name?”

You squeal wrapping your arms around him. He wraps his arms around your waist, leaning down to your height.

"Fuck, I’ve missed you." He laughs into your hair.

"This just made my day much better."

His eyes dropped to your lips "I’ve never stopped looking for you.."

You chuckle, "A flirt now, are you?"

He smirks, "Remember that bet?"

Your eyes widened, "You came all the way here, just for your prize?"

He nods leaning down to my height, "Kiss me.."