He gently takes her hand and lays it on his chest, ¶¶ can you feel my heart..? ¶¶ He whispers, Her breath shakes as she could feel his racing heart, ¶¶ yeah.. I could feel it ¶¶ She says not quite looking to his eyes, He looks down at her, As the height difference between them is not as short as it was before, ,he then plays in her hair, letting go of her hand, ¶¶ look at me, or do you want me to make you do? ¶¶ He asks sliding his hand on her neck, Pressing the top of his thumb against her chin, Forcing her face to look at him, He slowly gets close as he puts his other hand on her waist, rubbing his thumb against it, As she instantly closes her eyes for a second, processing, as this is her weak spot, He gets closer as he looks into her eyes, ¶¶ look at me.. ¶¶ He whispers, She opens her eyes as she looks up at him, He slowly leans down as his eyes is on her lips, As they finally touch, As the sweet little kiss grows more tense, The sweet feelings of pleasure, regret, and wanting to take back your feelings but struggling to.