“It’s simple Lane, we share a bound so deeply inside and I can’t sit there and look upon you as an object or entertainer for my needs I guess you can say am too much in love with you.”

Lane had nothing more to say.
James said his peace, Lane found her answer.

James and Lane sat there licking the tops off their ice creams, pointing out the newest fad of clothing. Making fun of people’s personality: wasting away their Saturday waiting for a new day to come.