I hauled her up, wrapped her legs around me, and ate up her full lips, dragging out the bottom one between my teeth and tasting the tears still on her cheeks. “What are you doing?” she asked, probably worried I’d be caught. But I just shook my head, keeping my voice low in case her parents were still awake. “I don’t know, baby,” I told her. “Just don’t let me go, okay?”
