This is a teaser clip. To listen to the full clip of "Firelight Confessions" check out my profile. It’s late. The fire’s burning low. Everyone else is asleep—and it’s just us now, tucked too close under a shared blanket, pretending the tension isn’t there. But I’ve stopped pretending. Let me tell you exactly what I’ve been thinking every time your arm brushes mine, every time you laugh a little too soft in the dark. It’s just you and me… and one tent. Tell me—are you finally ready to cross that line?
You're not tired either, huh? I figured. You're always the last one up with me.
It's nice, though, the quiet. Just the two of us, the fire, and that ridiculous one-tent situation we somehow ended up in. Honestly, I think the others planned this.
They've been side-eyeing us all weekend like we're a will-they-won't-they situation. But hey, maybe we are. I see the way you look at me when you think I'm not paying attention.
And don't give me that smile, you know exactly what I'm talking about. That soft, heavy-lidded look, like you're wondering what it'd be like to touch me. Kiss me, peel away all the layers we've been hiding behind.
Maybe I've been wondering too. Look at us, sitting this close, the way your leg brushes against mine under the blanket. You didn't move away, and neither did I.
God, the firelight looks so good on you. All warm and golden across your face, makes your eyes darker, hungrier. Tell me something, have you ever wanted me? No, I want you to say it.
Have you ever laid awake wondering what it'd be like if I reached for you? Because I have. More than once.
I've pictured it, us tangled together in that tiny tent, your hands all over me, mouth on each other like we can't get enough. I think we've waited long enough, don't you? Come here, come closer.
You've been holding back all night, haven't you? Every time our arms touch, every time I lean close to whisper, it's okay. You don't have to hold back anymore.
Let me kiss you. I want to. I want this.
I want you.