“Do you want me to kiss you for luck?" I asked. His eyes cut to me for a split second, then returned to the store. He waited so long that I thought he wasn't going to answer. He would ignore… — Jennifer Echols Copy Share Image
“Don’t pull back,” she whispered a hair’s breadth from his lips. “I need this. I need…” The words evaporated in her throat as she focused on his lips, so she simply touched them with her own. Softly, slowly, she kissed… — Sibylla Matilde Copy Share Image
