"Where do you think we will be once we graduate?" Winter signed to the young man who had now officially been her boyfriend for six months. It was their last week of summer break and they decided to spend it down by the creek behind their houses; it was always their go-to place. Laying out their blanket, they basked in the sun, sometimes communicating, but other times just content to be next to each other. Connor kept his hands on her, cradling her, rubbing her shoulders, or drawing circles in her palm. Winter didn't care what they did on any given day as long as he was near her.
"As long as I'm with you, I'll be the happiest man alive," he signed and leaned over and kissed her softly on the lips.
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