“What does that even mean?” I replied.
“I’ll show you,” he said, as the rare hint of a smile crossed his face. He stepped close to me, and put his firm hands on my shoulders. His leg moved forward, and gently adjusted my legs so they were wider apart.
And then I turned towards him, my heart rate soaring, my breathing quick. He was close enough to me now that he was looking down into my eyes.
“I’m not imagining it, am I?” I said.
“No,” he breathed. “You’re not.”
Slowly, Alex reached his hands around my neck, and before I knew what I was doing, I’d reached up to him. If we’d been standing, I would have had to reach up on my tiptoes to kiss him, but here, I fell into him. He wrapped my body in his, and our lips met. Slowly I kissed him, his sweet breath and the soft scent of liquor on my
