Hoisted up above him, with my hands resting at the back of his neck, I stare down into my favorite pair of eyes, feeling my breath catch in my throat. With my heart leading, I lean in and press my lips lightly against his. And then my world lights up. The kiss starts gentle, but my hands cup his face, deepening the kiss. My lips move over his, learning how to meld with his full, soft ones. I pull back when I realize he’s not kissing me back. I’m breathless and suddenly feel awkward,
