Southern Hearts

It was just a kiss.
A kiss from the preacher’s daughter.
And I loved every second of it.
I would take 8 seconds of my lips on hers over any bull ride, anytime, anywhere.
Each time I kissed my younger sister’s best friend she still managed to slip through my fingers and I couldn’t seem to keep her. I thought I had time.
When the news of her broken engagement runs rampant through town, I’m ready this time. This time I won’t lose her.
But when the truth about her break up surfaces, will she still look at me the same way?