I feel her next to me, though I can hardly make out her shape in the darkness.
With her, I may as well be blind.
I feel her presence on my skin. I feel each time her body moves. I feel her breathe.
I feel her touch, her blood pulsing under my fingertips, her heart racing with mine.
I feel the strain between us when we're forced apart. I feel drawn to her; I need to touch her.
This energy between us never dims or fades. I feel connected. I feel wanted.
I realize I have never really felt before.
This is a little JPOV outtake from chapter 6. It takes place at the beginning of the chapter, when they're in the darkroom. :)