[Devona]
I don’t wait to hear what she has to say before I rush to her, crushing her against the wall, and moving my hand gently down her neck as our kiss deepens. She opens to me immediately, inviting me in as her own tongue dives into my mouth, tasting me, sampling me. This is all new to us, new and old at the same time.
I pull away just long enough to ask, “What do you remember?”
She pauses, giving me a look of askance, her lips delightfully plump with the passion of our kiss. “What do you mean?”
I sigh. Knowing I’m about to ruin something miraculous, I pull away, separating us, keeping her at arm's length. “I mean, how much do you remember of the night you died?”
She blinks at me slowly, coming back into herself. “I’m not sure what…”
“I can’t do this. It isn’t fair to you. You w
