dragged a hand up my back and over my shoulders to rest at the base of my neck. “Fuck it,” he growled. He tipped my head back, and within the space between blinks, he went from staring at me to kissing me. At first it was a slow, firm press but then a quiet, strangled noise vibrated between us and I understood what he’d meant about coming out of a long, cold winter because I felt like the world was new again and I was too. I linked my hands behind his neck and let him press me closer, closer while murmurs rose and camera shutters clicked around us. I couldn’t let myself think about the
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