|“When I turn around, he cups my face in his hands and he kisses me so deeply that I don’t know who is breathing for who, but his mouth and tongue taste like warm honey. I don’t know how long it lasts, but when I let go of him, I miss it already."|
|“'If you weren’t driving, I’d kiss you senseless.' I tell him |
He swerves to the side of the road and stops the car abruptly.
'Not driving anymore.'”
|“I don't want to let go, because tonight I'm not looking for anything more than being part of him. Because being part of him isn't just anything. It's kind of everything.”|
My Book Boyfriend is hosted by Missie at The Unread Reader.