I closed my eyes, feeling the warmth of your touch spread through my body like a soothing balm. "Thank you," I whispered, choking back another tear. "For giving me hope." It was the most honest thing I'd said in weeks, and as soon as the words left my lips, I knew they were true.

You leaned forward then, pressing your lips gently against mine. At first, it was tentative and unsure; a question more than anything else.

And then, as if answering that unspoken question, you kissed me harder, deeper, claiming my mouth with your own. Your hands moved from my cheek to my hips, pulling me closer still. And even though I knew what was coming next, I couldn't help but melt into the touch, offering myself up to you in a way I hadn't done since before...