We pulled away, gasping for air.
I felt dizzy, my heart hammering in my chest.
Beside me, I could hear Nathan panting.
"That..was.."
"Amazing." I widened my eyes at my boldness as my hands flew over my mouth in surprise.
"It sure is," he smiled at me.
His hand reached out, thumb brushing against my cheek with such gentleness, as if I will break under his touch.
He pulled me in for a second time, setting my heart on fire.
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Chocolate Ice Cream
Short StoryTara Flynn believes that the only way to heal a broken heart is by locking herself in her room, and eating tons of chocolate ice cream. Nathaniel Adam disagrees.
