There is never a time or place for true love. It happens accidentally, in a heartbeat, in a single flashing, throbbing moment.
•sarah dessen•
I felt his sharp intake of breath as I told him I loved him. He stood up, slowly, and reached a hand down to me; I took it and got to my feet.
He placed his hands on my waist, his fingers reverent and respectful.
It was so different to my brother's hands on me, harsh and unforgiving.
He stepped closer to me, and looked down at me, his eyes full of an emotion that I couldn't pick.
His finger gently guided my face to his, and we were kissing.
His mouth was soft and his lips were gentle; his hands protecting. I closed my eyes.
I loved him, I knew that. But was it only because he protected me, temporary and fake? Or true love, deep and peaceful?
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