The truth between us...

Charis

I stilled, and for a heartbeat, I felt suspended between who I was before this school… and who I was becoming.

He wasn't the same boy I had rejected a year ago, and I wasn't the same girl either.

And yet here we were, tangled in the dark, breathing the same air, holding months of unsaid words between us.

I turned in his arms, my eyes adjusting to the shadowy outline of his face.

"Yes," I whispered.

My heart raced as I felt his hands on my waist, pulling me closer to him. His lips then met mine in a passionate kiss, and I melted into his embrace.

He tasted of mint and heat, and I nipped his lower lip, savouring his sharp inale, the needy pull of his hands around my waist. Our mouths parted for a brief, breathless heartbeat, and I felt his eyes on me as if to communicate his need.