Touch

He sat up straight, eyes wide, and touched the tip of his index finger to his cheek. "What was that?" I blushed. "A kiss." "That's what a kiss feels like?" "Well, technically. There are a lot of different types of—" "Show me." "Show you what?" "Show me some other kinds." "You're asking me to kiss you?" (Dez and Kale)

As long as I know this" - he lifted our joined hands - "is mine to hold, I'll wait for you forever.

Current relationship status?” Her voice cut like an arctic chill blowing through the room. “If you mean me, then you’re not my type. If you mean my dad, he’s single, but I don’t think you’re his type either,” I said with a small smile. Mercy didn’t find it amusing. A small blue vein in her forehead started throbbing like crazy....“Actually, come to think of it, I don’t think he has a type. I’ve never seen him with a woman. Mercy, I hate to break it to you, but there’s a very real possibility my dad is gay.

If I had the ability to touch anyone else in this world, I still don't believe I'd want it to be anyone but you.

I backed us up against the wall. “How I feel? You want to know?” I ran my hands over his face and tangled them into his messy hair. “This is unlike anything else. I’ve bungeed off buildings, I’ve skateboarded off roofs. I’ve even gone train surfing. Nothing comes close to the high I feel when I’m with you. You’ve been through horrible things, and yet you’re one of the kindest, truest people I’ve ever met. At first I thought it was because you were safe. I could feel something for you because you couldn’t hurt me. Not the way Alex did. But it’s more than that. It’s you. Who you are. The way you are. Everything from your smile to the way you always say exactly what’s on your mind. Your soul, Kale.

I love you," he said. [...] "Just you. Only you. Always you.

Things had gone from really weird to I-fell-down-the-rabbit-hole surreal.

For me," he said. It came out as a cross between a choked growl and a whimpher. It was shocked, and it was possessive. Full of pain, and laced with joy. "You were made for me.

That was your past. I am your future.

I'm never going to get used to that," he said, smiling. "Used to what?" "The way I feel like I'm going to explode every time you come close. The way my head fills up with just you when you do that.

„One down,” I said, turning to Kale. He wasn't paying attention. His gaze was fixed on the red silk baby doll in my hand. „What is this?” he asked, rubbing the satiny material between his fingers. „Clothes” I said. „For women.” His eyes widened. „Girls wear this?” „Yeah, but usually not for long” I chuckled. Kale turned as red as the teddy. „Are you going to wear this now?” „Umm. No,” I said, blushing. He seemed a little disappointed and I stifled a laugh.

All these places I want to go don't exist without you. All my goals come from one place. You. You are my biggest goal. That's not wrong, is it?

I think I understand that now. I think I love you.

Wow!" Fin let out a sharp whistle. "You look hot, Dez. You can raid my tomb whenever you'd like.

As I walked away, I heard Kale tell Fin to stop staring at my ass or he was going to punish him. I couldn’t help but smile.

My jaw dropped. Forget balls, this guy had boulders.

Dad would be home soon. This might work to my advantage. I knew bringing the guy home would royally piss him off. He’d have puppies if he found a stranger in the house. Hell, he might even have a llama.

„I understand now, Dez,” his whispered sleepily. „I understand the hand thing.

I wondered what the FML post would look like. "Today, when my father tried to shoot me, I found out he was an assassin monger who's been keeping my mom locked away in a secret facility for freaky killers. FML." Seriously. F.M.L.

„This is what people do here?” „It's a little more complicated than that.” „Everything seems complicated here,” he grumbled. „That"s life,” I laughed. „Life is complicated.” „And that's good?” I nodded. „That's good.

I was worried about you. Wanted to make sure you were okay.” “Next time, use the phone. Or email. Hell, use a carrier pigeon.

Why does my heart pump faster when we’re close? How is it you do that to me?