His lips tasted cool and sharp, peppermint, winter, but his hands, soft on the back of my neck, promised long days and summer and forever.
That," he said, "is so not the point of this conversation.
I am not a huge fan of the one-sided pining romances where the guy is a perfect love-object because we don't see inside his head.
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