“Once again they had met upon a threshold, once again they had reached an Almost, and once again she had fled. She would never cross over. And he was burdened now, with the memory of a swiftly beating heart, exhilaration and pleasure, and the weight of regret. He wished he could unkiss her.”
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Brigitte Knightley,
The Irresistible Urge to Fall for Your Enemy