The brush of lips became a full-blown kiss, and it was his tongue that pierced my lips, that filled my mouth, his mouth that filled mine. The attack hadn't stopped the church. I admit I wasn't before, maybe like a month before, but I am now. Clean, jerk, Richard's arms bulged with effort as he lifted the werewolf over his head and held him there for a heartbeat.
No, no, he wouldn't sit in the dark and let that voice wash over him. Suddenly, the phrase be careful what you wish for had taken on a whole new meaning. Part of me, though I might never say out loud, had been wanting to cross this barrier, to shove it aside, to bend it, break it, ignore it. I opened my eyes, and his gray ones were so close to mine.
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