“W-what a-are the good parts?” “That you’re sexy as hell.” “My mascara’s all over your coat.” “Minor setback,” he replied, and reached up to tuck my hair behind my ear. “I wasn’t joking yesterday when I asked you to kiss me.” My bottom lip wobbled. “So you can find your t-true love, too?” “Fuck that,” he growled and took my face in his hands and kissed me. Crushed our mouths together, our breaths intertwining in the cold.
