Felix
I kiss her as though I'm trying to imprint the flavor of her in my memory.
Because maybe I am.
Maybe a little voice inside me knows this is temporary. That one day, something will rip us apart—our parents, the pack, reality.
So I kiss her harder and deeper.
Like I can stop time if I do it right.
Her hands are in my hair, pulling and I groan into her mouth. My hands caress down her sides, savoring all the curves she hides under those ridiculous hoodies.
"Felix—" she gasps as I break away to kiss down her neck.
"Hmm?"
"We should—oh—"
I track down the place behind her ear which makes her whimper, and whatever she was going to say vanishes.
I slip my hands up and feel her shiver as my fingers graze her stomach.
"Can I?" I ask, my hand poised at the h
