Her kiss, the drug that granted me the fix I had been craving. Her fingers raked through my hair, pulling me closer, and the kiss grew deeper, more brutal. I would have kissed that girl forever, and that was enough of a realization to terrify me, which was why I shoved away from her. To protect me. To protect her. “Fucking liar,” I said, turning back to the Piggly Wiggly parking lot.
