Kissing him felt like I had suddenly remembered the answer to a question that had been tormenting me for hours. You know the feeling of frustration when something is on the tip of your tongue forever, and you finally figure it out and relief floors you? Well, that’s how I was feeling in this moment. And if wasn’t just me doing the kissing, either. Gerard didn’t hesitate to reciprocate my kiss. Not for one millisecond. No, he was kissing me back, and I mean really kissing me back. With just as much flair and need and desperation.
