His Mother's Name.

Amara was speechless for the first few seconds after hearing Elijah’s words. Sure, she knew he had feelings for her. She knew he liked her well enough to want to be in a relationship with her, but… Love? Wasn’t that…wasn’t he jumping into that conclusion way too quickly? He knew nothing about her, or at least, didn’t know enough about her to say he loved her? So wasn’t it a bit too rushed; she thought, finding it hard to sort out her speechlessness with all the emotions running wild inside of her. She was glad, as well as uncertain about if Elijah meant what he said. It was impossible for him to mean it, she convinced herself, after all, they had barely been together for long. Smiling, she got on her toes again and kissed him on the lips, longer this time around, almost as if she wanted Elijah to forget that he had ever said what he did. When she pulled back, she flashed him a smile and said. “Thank you.” Elijah did well to hide the tinge of disappointment he felt with a smile. Too ear