Maximum Ride: Saving the world from the Apocalypse
"You like to be..." he stopped and he said the next three words very low, I had to really listen. "Kissed like this." He said. He lifted my chin and tilted his head and put his warm, perfect, lips on mine. As much as I hated to admit it, his lips did feel like they were made for mines. Like every, dent, every curve, w...