Novel & Cerita Place Your Hand In Mine Blink 182

His eyes, dark and fathomless, remained fixed on mine, the quiet intensity in them was so disarming I felt my pulse stutter. He inclined his head in solemn acknowledgment. Then he lifted his hand. And though I had imagined this moment a thousand different ways, nothing could have prepared me for the reality of it. Slowly, because I couldn't seem to make my body obey any faster, I placed my hand into his. His palm was warm and steady. His thumb stroked across the back of my hand in a single, tender motion. The simple touch, so small, so impossibly gentle, sent a cascade of warmth through my chest that threatened to undo me entirely.

He muttered as he ran his tongue across his teeth. "Do we have a deal?" He muttered, holding out his hand. I bit the inside of my cheek. My hands clenched at my sides. I slowly uncurled my fingers. My heart was racing in my chest as I reached forward. His fingers curled around my hand, the familiar warmth none existent as I shook his. A pulse of electricity zapped my hand, making me pull away with a gasp. I looked at my hand. My brows furrowed as I looked back at him.

be his and give you attention. It makes you forget yourself, even if it's momentary and you are sucked into that void, that empty void where you want him to fill it with color, and give you life. I blink, and I feel myself falling. He has let go of my hand. “it was your first huh,” he muses with that smirk.

“How about one last kiss?” Maybe a memory to store for rainy days. He wrings his hand but I don’t back down. “Cathy.” I blink fast and jut out my bottom lip. “Please.” Calum’s resolve weakens but I don’t smile yet. I stand on my toes and brush his tender lips with mine. Doubts cloud his eyes, I place his hand on my chest. My heart is beating too fast. “Cal.”

I glanced away, embarrassed, but I couldn't help the small smile tugging at my lips. Derick chuckled, stepping closer, and my heart skipped a beat as I felt the heat of his body near mine. He reached out, his fingers brushing against my arm as he gently tugged the sleeve back, revealing my hand. "Come on, get on," he said, nodding toward the bike. I hesitated for a second, still feeling out of place, but Derick didn't wait. He took my hand—his grip warm and firm—and guided me toward the bike.

They all nodded as if they were talking through the mind link. Then, with a swift motion, he faced me and extended his hand. Trembling, I placed my own shaky hand in his large, powerful palm. His grip tightened as he pulled me closer, his arms encircling my waist. His touch sent shivers down my spine, and I couldn't look away from his hypnotic gaze.

Lilianna »»»◈««« His lips hovered just above mine, a promise of what could be. Uncertainty flickered in my mind, unsure of whether to pull back and let it happen... Both of my hands were curled into fists as he held onto my wrists with his strong grip. Slowly, I straightened my middle finger on my left hand. His eyes flicked to my finger, disbelief flashing in them only then did I realize what I had done—I was flipping him the bird.

My hands were trembling like leaves negotiating with the wind. “Okay,” I exhaled. “I am.” He reached across the table, not grabbing, just placing his hand palm up near mine. An invitation,not a command. I slid my hand into his. His grip closed warm and firm, thumb pressing once against my knuckles. Anchor deployed. For a while we just sat like that. Music drifting. Glasses clinking somewhere far away. My heartbeat slowly stepping down from a sprint to a walk. “I keep seeing her,” I said.

His eyes meet mine as he places his right palm over the place where my heart beats erratically. I nod my head yes and he begins to chant the words that will complete our bond. “Corpus meum do tibi, cor meum, et anima mea.” Power begins to swirl around us as the place under his palm starts to warm up at his words. Levi and Kenji fill my senses as they take the seats beside me on the bed, grabbing my hands within theirs. They both place a kiss on the back of my hands before setting them back on my thighs.

Somehow it banished my dark thoughts, and that could only be a good thing. “If you’re okay, make the ‘O’ signal with your index finger and thumb. If you’re not, blink three times.” He squeezed my fingers in his hands, just to make sure he had my attention before letting them go. Nodding my head, I made the required signal and tried not to let myself think about anything but James.