{~Cherry Reed~} The kiss stretched longer than I expected, long enough for time to blur at the edges, long enough for my thoughts to slip somewhere quiet and distant. It wasn’t rushed anymore, not like the first second he’d pinned me to the bed. It slowed, deepened, settled into something that felt… more romantic. To me, he'll always feel like more. Because my feelings are involved and I wish his were too. By the time Nathaniel finally pulled away, my lips felt warm and tingling, my chest rising and falling a little too fast. He lingered there for a second, close enough that I could still feel his breath against my skin, before he straightened and stepped back. The sudden space felt… wrong. I stayed where I was, staring up at the ceiling, my mind blank in that hazy, floating way that made it hard to hold onto anything solid. Whatever little frustration I’d been clinging to earlier had dissolved somewhere between the pool and this moment. I couldn’t even fully remember why I’d
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