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She wraps her legs around your waist.
She whispers in your ear.
“Stay.”
This is your cue to kiss her. Wrap your fingers in her hair; enclose them around her neck. Hard. Just hard enough to feel her pulse, the quiet beat beat beating.
She won’t always be this vulnerable, this open. Right now her trust is in the palm of your hand.
This is your cue to pull her closer.
Place a gentle thumb on her bottom lip and breathe. “Stay, stay, stay” she says.
Tell her you will. Tell her: “okay.”
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— S.Z. // Excerpt from a book I’ll never write #200