Don't Let Me Break

by Kelsie Rae

“You gonna kiss me yet, Mack?” I whisper. “Give me a second.” “For what?” “So I can memorize this.” His gaze bounces around my face and lands on my mouth. “Why?” I ask with a laugh. “Because a moment like this doesn’t come along every day, Kate. And neither does a girl like you.”

But his ex? She’s the opposite. She’s like a lobotomy or a colonoscopy. Like an ice-cold shower at five in the morning or a queasy stomach after some questionable take-out.

😂…boy, can I relate to that!

His lips are on mine in an instant. Kissing me. Making my toes curl. It isn’t soft and sweet like our first kiss. It’s needier. More desperate. Like he’s trying to prove a point. Trying to erase his ex from my memory. Trying to tattoo himself on me.

I smile against his mouth, relishing the feel of his lips on mine. Because it is different with Mack. More intimate. Less about a physical connection and more about an emotional one.