Slowly, almost hesitantly, he closes the gap between us. His lips brush against mine, feather-light at first, as if he’s giving me a chance to pull away. But I don’t. I lean into the kiss, feeling the warmth of his breath, the softness of his lips. The kiss deepens gradually, and the world around us fades away entirely. There’s only the two of us, connected in a way that feels both new and incredibly familiar.
