Author's point of viewHe is kissing her. And oh my god. What a kiss. The most perfect kiss heaven ever imagined. Easy and passionate. Full of endless nostalgia and eternal promise.His hand ruffled his hair. It was his hand that he raised in response. She couldn't believe she was touching him - his chest, his neck - wrapping her arms behind his head to pull him closer. The cold shivers against the backs of his knees were in stark contrast to the hot, demanding warmth that drew him in from within. When he finally looked up, his expression was frank, honest, and intense. Its high color.“I love you,” he said.In other words, like this.She looked at him speechless. "I don't..." he said hesitantly, his voice hoarse: ". . . good enough for you. ""Of course you're good enough—""No." He tilted his head so that his forehead rested on hers. Their eyes were closed, their breaths mingled. She could feel his struggle and his despair.“None of us are perfect,” she whispered.His hands went up
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