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Quinn turned, his eyes meeting mine. He smiled, slow and sweet, and I had to kiss him. I pressed my lips to his, expecting things to progress as they normally did. Quinn and I were explosive together. But instead of the combustion of lust I’d expected, something terrifyingly sweet, like a knife edged in sugar, sliced through me. In that moment, I bled out. All the love, all the longing and need for him in my life, flowed from me to him. I trembled, my lips clinging softly to the kiss, my body alight with the knowledge that no one else would ever do. I was his.
I’d wanted him back on campus with me, but truthfully, a long-distance relationship didn’t scare me. I’d wanted him for years. Being apart hadn’t changed that before, and now that my feelings were so much more powerful, it wouldn’t change it now.
When Quinn finally pulled out, I felt empty. As if something were being withdrawn that belonged there. Quinn had moved in, and my body had accepted him.
