Our mouths don’t open. No tongues or teeth or groaned pleasure. And yet it’s a kiss more powerful than any from my past. It’s a kiss that echoes through my bones and grounds me to the earth. It’s a kiss that calms and soothes and caresses with tenderness. It’s exactly what I needed. When Axel pulls away, I feel as dazed as Lloyd sounds when he says, “I was gonna say you can kiss your bride, man, but you beat me to the punch.”
