His gaze lifted as he leaned in, placing his mouth an inch from mine. The air was sucked right out of the room, and I felt dizzy again. Ever since I first saw you. He moved so that his mouth was angled with mine. And right now I want to so badly it hurts. You have no idea, Em, but I don't want to hurt you. My gaze dropped to his parted lips. What would it be like to feel them against my own? Unable to stop myself, I brought my mouth within a hair's breadth of his. I want to kiss you, too.
by Jennifer L. Armentrout
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In this intense moment, the protagonist experiences a rush of emotions as a close encounter with someone they desire unfolds. The air is filled with tension, making the atmosphere electric and leaving them feeling dizzy. The yearning for connection is palpable, highlighting the depth of their feelings and desires that have been building up since their first meeting.

As they contemplate the intimacy of a kiss, the protagonist is torn between longing and the fear of potential hurt. This internal struggle emphasizes their deep affection while also expressing concern for the other person's feelings. The moment teeters on the edge of sincerity and vulnerability, showcasing their mutual attraction and the weight of unspoken emotions.

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