~~ Each Sunday, post six sentences from a writing project —published, in progress, for your cat — whatever. ~~
From a fanfic I was editing.
She gets lost in the kiss. It’s like the sun shining on her for the first time, filling parts of her she didn’t know were in the shadows. She’s lost all concept of time. There’s only her and him and their lips.
Bellamy finally pulls away, panting. “God, I’ve wanted to do that for so long.”