The moment his lips touched mine, I felt something inside of me awaken. It was an intense hunger and need like no other. I needed to be near him, needed to be kissed like this, needed to be much closer.
But more than that, something like a distant memory stirred to life. He wasn't lying. This had happened here before, I could see broken images in my mind and I was positive that he'd definitely kissed me in this exact spot in the past.
But what did all of this mean? Was everything that I've been feeling for him all along telling me the truth? That would mean that we did have something and I wasn't going completely insane.
That thought flew out of my head as his hand gripped my waist and his lips touched the base of my throat. I gasped as he continued to leave a trail of hungry kisses al
