We Dream at Midnight (Ember 2)
27 Parte Ongoing I find her on the roof again. She's perched on the edge, legs dangling above the city. I can see the slope of her spine through that thin shirt. She's made of angles I ache to smooth with a hand. I'd use my lips if she asked.
I settle carefully beside her, scared to fall, and brush her knuckles with mine. Her skin is cold, but she flips her palm for more contact. I catch my pinky finger in hers. It's enough to make her look at me.
As those kaleidoscopic eyes meet mine, I hold my breath.
When she leans in and sets her lips just under my jaw, it rips the air from my lungs. It's the softest thing I've ever felt.
"What was that for," I say.
She pulls back, lashes damp, and whispers, "You're the kind of person that should be kissed."
𝙝𝙪𝙧𝙩 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚
𝙝𝙪𝙧𝙩 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚
BOOK TWO
C O N T A I N S :
❤︎ mature content
❤︎ romance & friendship
❤︎ trauma & healing
❤︎ flawed characters (and development)
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