James Patterson Quote
Lips touched mine. His mouth was warm and firm, his hand gentle on my neck. I’d kissed him once before, when I thought he was dying on a beach. But that had lasted a second. This was… going on and on. I realized I was getting dizzy, and then realized it was because I hadn’t taken a breath yet. It seemed like an hour before we broke apart. We were both breathing raggedly, and I stared into his eyes as if I would find answers there. Which of course I didn’t. All I saw was the dancing flames of our small fire.
James Patterson
Lips touched mine. His mouth was warm and firm, his hand gentle on my neck. I’d kissed him once before, when I thought he was dying on a beach. But that had lasted a second. This was… going on and on. I realized I was getting dizzy, and then realized it was because I hadn’t taken a breath yet. It seemed like an hour before we broke apart. We were both breathing raggedly, and I stared into his eyes as if I would find answers there. Which of course I didn’t. All I saw was the dancing flames of our small fire.