Olivia

“Sometimes you have to lose all you have to find out who you truly are.”
― Roy T. Bennett, The Light in the Heart: Inspirational Thoughts for Living Your Best Life

“Hi...ah..." What did she call him? Honey? Babe? Darling? "...Humraaz." The Urdu term of endearment came out before she could stop it.
Liam's gaze shifted to her, and his face softened. Before he could ask her what it meant and ruin the performance, she rose up on her toes, pressed her hands against his chest, and kissed him.
Without hesitation, Liam wrapped one arm around her waist, pressed his mouth against hers, and bent her over backward in a full-on movie kiss.
Her breath hitched and her lips softened. His lips were firm and cool and tasted of coffee and something sweet. He slipped his tongue into her mouth and for a moment she thought her heart had stopped. But it didn't matter. Upside down, in front of her work colleagues, she was the woman she always wanted to be.
Then she was up and back on her feet, lips tingling, an ache of desire between her thighs.
"What does it mean?" he murmured gently.
"The one with whom we share our secrets."
"Then I am your humraaz," he said. "And you are mine.”
― Sara Desai, The Dating Plan

“I know someone who kisses the way
a flower opens, but more rapidly.
Flowers are sweet. They have
short, beatific lives. They offer
much pleasure. There is
nothing in the world that can be said
against them.
Sad, isn't it, that all they can kiss
is the air.

Yes, yes! We are the lucky ones.”
― Mary Oliver, Felicity

“Why would I want to watch other people kissing," I say, "when I could be kissing you?”
― Becky Albertalli, Simon vs. the Homo Sapiens Agenda