““When I catch up to her, I throw my arms over her shoulders, press my body against hers and my lips against the back of her neck. I close my eyes and breathe in her scent, then I spin her around for a deep, passionate kiss. She reciprocates with a helpless moan, locking her hands behind my neck, pulling my mouth harder against hers. I can taste her, smell her, feel her—I can’t get enough of her. I want to stay here forever, wrapped up with her: connected to her. I realize this is how it is meant to be. How we are meant to be.””