Summer wanted to be that person, the one he trusted, the one he'd come to love even if just thinking of it that way was strange. But she wanted it, she wanted to be in his life forever, no matter what. And if she had to make him fall all over again, so be it. She'd pick up those pieces, give them to him, and help him put it back together, his life, whatever he wanted. Her mouth moved more firmly against his, moving closer to him, knowing full well that it was a little bad to be kissing a boy in her father's kitchen. But honestly, she didn't really care.