“You’ve got to be kidding me...” I shook my head. “Really Ethan? Why would you—”
“Someone once told me that if there’s no rain, it’s not meant to be and the promises the guy made to the girl don’t mean anything. I didn’t want to give you the wrong impression,” he held my face in his hands and kissed me like it was last time we’d ever see each other.
I pulled away to catch my breath, “Someone once told me that the kiss in the rain was a horrible cliché.”
“Oh it still is,” he laughed and pulled me back. “But my fiancée loves it so it doesn’t matter.”