Taking my face in both his hands, he lowers his lips to brush them against the corner of mine then pulls away, but only by the most minuscule distance. Memories of last night’s kiss flutter through my mind. Wonder is immediate, and heat races through me. Wanting to be closer, I grab the lapels of his jacket and inch up on my toes. Feeling me shift, he moves one hand to my lower back and gently pulls me flush against him. His lips connect with mine again and slowly, deeply move in a way that lets me know, up until this moment, I have never really been kissed. This is a fairytale kiss to
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