“But I never finished because then Zach’s lips found mine. His hands burned as they left my arms and moved through my hair, bracing the back of my neck. My head still hurt, but there was no music playing. “I remember this.” I felt my hand run along his chest, his breath warm on the side of my face. I breathed him in – Zach. “I remember this.” And then he kissed me again, and the kiss was all that mattered. He pulled back, traced his lips across the tender place on my head.”
