He eases off me, a pang of regret immediately hitting me. Be strong. I turn on the TV to distract myself. I can feel myself inching closer as if I can't help it. I look at him. Bad idea. His eyes, oh my, my, my. He looked at me, hunger clearly visible behind the bright tint of violet. I should know mine spoke the same, didn't they always? We lunged at each other, our lips crashing down, molding to fit the others. He pulls back though, rather suddenly.
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