DELILAH
"Do it," I whispered, my heart raging in my chest as I looked into his clear blue eyes. The moment felt like a dream, but it wasn't. It was as real as his breaths mingling with mine, as real as his hold on my waist.
"Are you sure, Delilah? Are you sure really want this?" he asked, hungry gaze flickering to my lips.
I stared at his. They were tempting, slightly parted, and most inviting. I sucked in a deep breath and closed my eyes shut. I reminded myself of what he was. I reminded myself that this would be wrong. But the burning desire in me did not abate. "I don't know if I love you, or if I want to love you. But I am very very sure that I need you to kiss me right n--"
He didn't let me finish.
- - Three Hours Ago - -
I stared at myself in the mirror, fixing the neckline of
