“One second he was kissing me as if I was as essential to him as oxygen, and the next it was over. He stepped away, looking haunted. "Did I do something wrong?" I touched my mouth, missing the heat of… — Myra McEntire Copy Share Image
“Kissing looked...nice. "We could try that, next time I visit your dreams." Torin suddenly said, and my SpaghettiO's sloshed over the side of the bowl. "What?" Torin nodded toward the television. "Kissing. You've never done it, I'm quite good at… — Rachel Hawkins Copy Share Image
