Bulletproof Love
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  • Reads 5,246
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  • Parts 28
  • Time 3h 0m
Complete, First published May 03, 2013
Mature
I rolled up the sleeve of my hoodie to reveal the tattoo on my right wrist. He gently grabbed my hand in both of his and ran his thumbs over the dry ink, tracing circles around it. I looked up to see him staring at me, a distant glance in his eyes. He leaned down until our faces were just centimeters apart. 
      I closed my eyes and tilted my head up toward him. My thoughts were swirling, almost as if I'd never been this close to him before. But in all actuality, every time felt like the first time. I could feel his soft breath faintly touching my nose, slowly getting closer and closer, and I forced my mind to silence itself so that I could savor the moment. Soon, but not soon enough, his lips were on mine. There was no intensity, no heat, only passion and...and... is that love?
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dancing on the edge | p.t.v {book 2}

68 parts Complete Mature

You've heard about how Vic and Cat reunited. But how did they come to be? He lightly played with my fingertips as the sun started to die, the night flaring awake. "How would you describe love?" He questioned in a soft voice. I frowned slightly his arm draped over my stomach. Using my free hand, I walked my fingers down his forearm. "Love, is dancing across an edge. You get that adrenaline feeling, but you are also scared out of your wits of falling off. Its like walking on a thin tightrope where everyone is egging you on, but you're off balance. If you find someone to hold your hand and balance you, you feel safe. You have never experienced love, unless you have danced across that edge with somebody." I swirled my finger tip over the back of his hand. I looked up so our faces were level. "Thank you for being my dance partner."