The minute our bodies make contact, I get a cloudburst of emotions.
I feel like a cluster of butterflies have been released in the pit of my stomach, and they quickly make their way effectively to the rest of the body. My pulse soars to a hummingbird thrum, and I can feel my heart beating fast and so hard against my chest.
Goosebumps start to rise on my suddenly sensitive skin, and common sense flies away as I shut my eyes tight, and savor the feeling of being in Aycn's arms.
I don't know for how long until Aycn whispers my name and then I remember that he shouldn't be holding me like this.
He shouldn't be holding me at all.
It is wrong yet it feels so right.
I want to step out of his arms, but I don't have the self-will or the energy.
"Aycn, please let me go," my voice is a weak w
