I exhale and close my eyes. With my cheek resting against his chest, I say, “It’s just … weird.” “Keep going.” “This place. Those frozen dinners. It’s beautiful, but everything is very cold here.” “I’ll keep you warm.” He takes my jaw in his hand, tilts my head up, and kisses me. This is a different kiss than in the elevator. It’s deeper, more emotional, and ten times as hot. I cling to him, trembling, as his tongue sweeps against mine and his mouth turns my body to liquid fire.
