Prompt – Kiss
Disclaimer: I own a pair of binoculars. But not Twilight.
I felt like a voyeur.
Watching this.
Watching them.
His hand was flat against the tree, the other flat against her waist.
I longed to feel that kind of hand. To feel if his fingers would reach all the way to my back.
All the way to her back.
I envied her for the way she got to wrap her arms around him.
For the way her hands gripped his shirt.
I was jealous of the way their mouths moved.
Of the way their lips joined and teased and touched and enjoyed.
And loved.
I wanted to have that again.