Prologue
What Happens After:
That gentle heat, those quiet nudges, the draw of her heart towards him. It was all flaring bright now. Like the pull and pulse of her lips against his. Astrid's senses were submerged in his woodsy smell and quiet hums and gentle fingers just barely touching the curve of her jaw. He was so solid—his weight heavy against hers, and his touch, oh, his touch, finally. No more of the unbearable space between them. Just mouth against mouth, chest against chest, breaths intermingled, pulses racing.
She was finding Hiccup, in this kiss, but she was also discovering herself. She could see it—everything she didn't want to be, slipping away, and everything she did want right there and waiting.
And she swore, a second and a year could have been passing all at once. Or maybe time had just slid to a halt for this one, endless moment.
It didn't matter. All she wanted was now.
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