““You said you needed to see me again, too.' 'Did it help?' 'More than you'll ever know.' I tightened my arm around his waist, wanting nothing more from the moment than what it was. That simple moment, touching him, feeling him breathe, his hand stroking my hair—it was all I could have hoped for, all I could have wanted. I was filled up with it, this warm, buzzing feeling in my chest, and it was completely satisfying. I wondered if it might be what I needed after all.””
