" He reached out, taking hold of my wrists to stop me. His voice was ragged. “What are you doing?”
I closed the space between us until I could feel the warmth coming off of his body. His breath kissed my skin as I shrugged off the shirt. His eyes were searching mine, the thoughts racing through them so fast, I could almost hear them swirling in the air around us.
“I’m making my own fate,” I said, tears filling my eyes again as I spoke Coen’s words. But these tears weren’t sad. They were ones of deep relief. “If we stay, we stay together.”
It was a question. A hope. And as I stood there in front of him with my heart bared between us, I waited for his answer.
“This is a really bad idea.” He moved closer, and my heartbeat grew louder as slowly, his hands came to my face. His fingertips slid into my hair at the nape of my neck and my head tipped back before his mouth met mine. "

― Adrienne Young , The Last Legacy