His breath, hot on her cheek. His skin, smelling so addictive, brushing against hers.
Thalia shivered.
Words unspoken, yet clear: of love, of lust, of the world making sense.
She whispered out loud.
It was just the two of them. That was all that mattered in the mild summer night air.
The girl exhaled.
How soft his touch was on her arms. The rhythmic pulsing of their heart beat within them.
She shifted her feet.
He pulled her a little closer and his warm lips were so close—
Thalia's eyes shot open. She had dreamed.
She turned over, alone.