Our eyes lock, and there’s somethin’ electric between us, like you could bring the dead back to life with the spark. Step closer—wasn’t much distance to begin with, you know? Whatever gap there was—gone now. My hands are on her face now, holdin’ it. Ain’t never held a girl’s face before. Like fuck, sure, probably I have. Twenty-three, fucked ’round a bit, so yeah I’ve probably
