They sat in the front seat of his mother's truck, talking about everything and nothing. The moon hung low in the sky and from where they were parked on a dirt road by the historic Mission San Juan she could see all the stars twinkling above them. A lull in their conversation gave him the opportunity to ask, "Can I tell you a secret?"
Fascinated that he would trust her soon soon with a secret she knew would not be trivial, even if this was only their second date, she happily answered, "Yes."
"Scoot a little closwer," he said, his deep, dark brown bedroom eyes sparkling, "so I can whisper it in your ear."
She moved towards him, unhesitatingly, the first of many times she would put her trust in him. And as she moved closer, he gently lifted her chin and raised her lips to his.
It wasn't until much later that he asked her if
she really believed he was telling her a secret. She did. He would
lovingly tease her for the rest of their lives, "Didn't you wonder why I'd
whisper it in your ear if we were the only ones there?"
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