“Just like you…” Hunter murmured to himself, not sure if Kenzie heard him. She was still looking at the sunset, a wide grin on her features. Her face was shining, her eyes twinkling. She took his attention away more than the sunset did. She was going to be the death of him. “Kenzie, I need to talk to you about something.” Kenzie looked away from the sunset, looking at him in confusion. He took that as a sign to continue. “After Keira died… I never thought I’d be able to find peace with anyone. She was all that I saw, and I felt like I would be betraying her if I got attracted to someone who wasn’t her. I felt like I was going to dishonor her.
“You already know that I’m a player, a flirt. I’ve had flings, but never a girlfriend. Not after Keira. Then I met you again, and you pulled me out of my misery,” he paused, knowing it was extremely cliche and definitely not like him, but he wanted to continue anyway. “You told me to find love again, and you taught me that by loving someone else, I wouldn’t be dishonoring Keira. Because of you, I was able to crawl out of the darkness that had caged me up. You got me my best friend back, too.
“Kenzie, I know I can’t love you like I did Keira. I don’t know if what I feel for you is called love, either. But what I do know is that I want to be with you, that I want to start fresh. I want it to be with you; no other girl seems to be right,” Hunter paused for breath, before continuing again. “I believe what I’m trying to ask is… Kenzie, would you give me the chance of loving you? I want to be the one to hold you, to kiss you. I want to be the one who’s in your mind constantly. Be my girlfriend, Kenzie.”