Chapter 22 - A Dream Turned Reality

• A tear rolls down my cheek as Julian’s chiseled mouth devours me. We’ve kissed a couple of times, but this kiss is different. It is soft, feverish, and cautious. It’s as if I can freely express my emotions, ready to give everything to this special moment.
• My chest is aching from so many conflicting feelings: excitement, tension, guilt, selfishness, and joy. My guilt stems from my failure to resolve the issue with Kristoff and the fact that Julian and I have crossed a line by becoming too intimate.
• I bury my hands in his hair and kiss him back, my tongue circling along with his. My back arches as his hand move down my waist to pull me.