I only had to incline my head, and then her lips, so soft and warm, were just a hair’s breadth away from my own. Carefully, wary of the power of the alchemy, I touched my lips to hers.
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I closed the tiny distance between us, and pressed my lips softly against hers.
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I pressed my lips against the crown of her head, breathing in her warm scent. A first kiss, though a stealthy one—unrequited.