“Like a child who saves their favourite food on the plate for last, I try to save all thoughts of you for the end of the day so I can dream with the taste of you on my tongue.”
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“A shooting star. Make a wish, lo—ahem. Wendy,” Peter whispered.
Wendy laid her head on Peter’s chest and breathed deeply. “I have everything I could ever wish for.”
― The Rescue
Wendy laid her head on Peter’s chest and breathed deeply. “I have everything I could ever wish for.”
― The Rescue
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― Delirium
“Would you like to?” he says. His voice is hardly audible above the wind—so low it’s barely a whisper.
“Would I like to what?” My heart is roaring, rushing in my ears, and though there are still several inches between his hand and mine, there’s a zipping, humming energy that connects us, and from the heat flooding my body you would think we were pressed together, palm to palm, face to face.
“Dance,” he says, at the same time closing those last few inches and finding my hand and pulling me closer, and at that second the song hits a high note and I confuse the two impressions, of his hand and the soaring, the lifting of the music.
We dance.
”― Delirium
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