A blinding shock wave rips through me, fast and unexpected. I’m shaking as I clasp his hair in my fingers, desperate to anchor myself to him as the tidal wave hits me, over and over, slamming me home. I never want this to end. I never want to forget how it feels to have Scott look at me the way he’s looking at me right now, his eye contact unbreaking as he watches me unravel in front of him.
