“I can’t let you go,” he says against my lips as he shuts the water off. My eyes meet his as my lips fall away, losing the contact that keeps me grounded in reality. But then I’m on him, kissing him again, passionately, deeply, hungrily… And I stave off the onslaught of emotions that would surely wreck me if given that sort of power. I can’t let you hold on, I silently tell him, refusing to ruin any more of our night with heartbreaking truths.
