Feeling his lips against mine made my head spin. He had soft lips but still, there was a need in his kiss, as if he didn’t want me to go away. His kiss also felt urgent, as if it was the last time he would ever kiss me. My eyes flashed open, acknowledging that this might actually be the last time I would be able to kiss him. I had to be honest with myself, he was dying. If he didn’t get a new heart very soon, he would die.
So, with that in mind, I leaned in and deepened the kiss. Feeling his tongue brush against my lips and opening my mouth to give him access, our tongues finding each other, exploring, while my heart was making all sorts of jumps deep inside of me.
If I feel this deeply about him,
How in the world would a true mate feel?
I found it impossible to believe that those f
