Inivisible string: A Sam and Nehemia story

Chapter 7

Sam

They talked on the roof every night without fail; there was always something to say, no matter how boring or slow the day had been. It was one night on the roof when Sam took a leap of faith and leaned in to kiss her. For a moment, he hesitated, taking in the delicate curve of her lips and the way her hair framed her face in the dim light. His heart pounded in his chest, each beat echoing the intensity of the moment. He kept thinking about the what-ifs—what if she didn't want this? What if she had someone back home? What if...

Instead of listening to those thoughts, he slowly tilted his head. Their faces were barely inches apart; he could feel the tension in the air—electric, palpable. When their lips finally met, it was like a surge of warmth flooding through him. The softness of her lips was more intoxicating than he had imagined, sending a shiver down his spine. He deepened the kiss, savoring the gentle pressure and the way she responded to him, her hands finding their way to the back of his neck.

Time seemed to slow, every sensation heightened as they lost themselves in the kiss. It was both tender and passionate, filled with that unspoken connection they shared, something words could never capture. When they finally pulled away, their breaths mingled, leaving him with the lingering taste of her on his lips and the undeniable feeling that something profound had just shifted between them.

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I know I said I would be making this every two weeks, but honestly I managed to write this one, so why make you wait. I also know that my chapters are a bit short, and for that I'm sorry, I will try my best to make them as long as possible, but maybe that will be once I get the hand of this. 

Anyways, hope you guys are liking this, let me know!