“Cookie,” I murmured. “Tell me I’m not too late. Tell me you still love me, too.” “Do you think I could ever stop loving you?” The second she said it, I snapped, and I was across the room. I crashed into her in a landslide of greed. One hand dove into her hair and the other curled around the side of her neck as I crushed my mouth against hers, kissing her for the first time.
