If death is your lover, you don't got to be afraid ever that he will ever leave you Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
At some point, our lips met and it was perhaps the most wonderful thing I'd ever experienced. And truly, I guess there wasn't just one kiss, but several. A polite frenzy. A mass migration of delicate wildebeest kisses. I remember them as one transcendent event, though. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
I told you we were meant to be," he says, still smiling, still so Finn, who was always here but who I just didn't see and now--Well, now I kiss him. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
This is what I want. This is the only thing I've ever wanted. Everything else—every single second of every single day that has come before this very moment, this kiss—has meant nothing. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
I'm infatuated with you, I cannot deny it. Physically speaking, you're a very attractive man. But I don't like you, the vast majority of the time. So far as I can gather, you behave abominably in public and are only marginally better in private. I only find you remotely tolerable when you're kissing me. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
I'll never forget the way he tastes. It's not anything I can describe, a little sweet and a whole lot of spice, and it feels, in that moment, absolutely right. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
I’ll affect you slowlyas if you were having a picnic in a dream. There will be no ants.It won’t rain. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
The fuse is lit. You can run all you want to but you leave a trail of gunpowder in your wake. There’s going to be a reckoning eventually. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
...and Jo laid the rustling sheets together with a careful hand, as one might shut the covers of a lovely romance, which holds the reader fast till the end comes, and he finds himself alone in the work-a-day world again. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>