Page 142 of Still Love You

"Hey." He pulls me down to lie next to him. "No more talking about plans. Your plan is what got us off track in the first place."

"But now my plan includes you. In fact, I was thinking I should make a whole new plan with—"

He kisses me before I can finish. "No more plans. We're taking each day as it comes."

"But—"

"Willow. Trust me. I've been doing it for years."

"And it doesn't stress you out?"

"Never. It's awesome not knowing what's around the corner."

"That would stress me out."

He runs his finger under the tie strap at the top of my sundress. "Then it's a good thing I know how to relieve your stress." He tugs at the strap, releasing it, and exposing part of my chest.

"Silas!" I hurry to retie the strap. 

"You weren't planning on that, were you?"

"Planning on you undressing me in your hospital room? No, definitely not."

"But you liked it," he whispers in my ear.

I bite my lip. "Yeah."

"So stop planning everything and just take what life gives you. It's a hell of a lot more fun."

Maybe he's right. After all, I never planned on getting back together with Silas this summer. When he picked me up at my dorm room, I was determined to keep him away. But plans have a way of falling apart when love comes walking into your life. For me, that came in the form of a tall, muscular, messy-haired, laid-back surfer boy named Silas.

Soon my plans got thrown out the window. Things got messy. Complicated. But like Silas said...things also got a lot more fun. 

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