Then his hands find my waist, and I drown in his eyes and inhale his breath. The darkness closes in around us until there’s nothing but the warmth of his hands and the sound of his voice, low and teasing in my ear. There is so much to be done, so many things to hope for. But just for a moment, I close my eyes, lean into his touch, and remember what it was like when it was just the two of us against the night.
