I don't wait for permission to kiss her. Since the second she walked toward me in that dress, looking as if she'd stepped out of my own personal fantasy-not a sexual one, though I could make a million of those by fading out the crowd and taking her right here on the sand-but one that belongs to my heart. For a long time, I was too afraid to want those things because I knew I'd never get them. But I have. And I won't ever forget how lucky I am for her. For us. I'll never lose sight of what it means to not only have her in my life,...