Finn POV
She kissed me.
It was her lips against mine in the quiet, dimmed room.
It didn't catch me off guard, for I intended to go for it at that moment. She only simplified my inner struggles.
She was the magnet, and I was steel. She was attracting me in full force; no matter how I thought I could pull back, I couldn't stand a chance.
Slowly, I kissed back her soft-warm lips that tasted like the first time. Only it was better because she was giving me complete access. I could taste her entirely. She tasted so good. She was the best version of grapefruit. I savored her tenderly without having the worry of being rejected.
It was a deep kiss, but it was more like a sample taste, for we had to pull back and take assurances from each other's eyes before melding back our lips.
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