shirewalker: He leaned in, giving me time to pull away. I could feel his
shirewalker: He leaned in, giving me time to pull away. I could feel his breath when he said, “I love it when you quote me.” He brushed his lips over mine once, briefly, then again. It was less a kiss than the promise of one. “When you’re ready,” he said. Then he tucked my hand in his and we stood together, watching the spill of stars streaking the sky. -- source link