Halle felt exposed and n***d, raw to the world. She pressed her quivering lips to his, delighting in the unique lightening his skin could spark across the storm clouds of chaos that brewed within her. He was the start and end of her world, the glue holding together her fragile sanity. He was everything, and without him she was lost. Halle straightened, looking down at him. He was all that to her. So she had to be the same and more for him. She absorbed every inch of his face, of the exposed collarbone and chest just above the blanket. He needed her to be strong, he needed her in a way he would never need anyone else. She shifted her fingers to his temples, pressing lightly into his hot flesh. Halle closed her eyes and slowed her breathing. It was like Projecting; she wanted to push herse

