" I feel his fingers weave their way through my hair and the struggle coursing through his body. I know, because I feel it, too. We’re both tired. Of fighting each other, of fighting this intoxicating desire that overwhelms us every single time we’re in a room together. And just like every other time since the first in the cabin, we lose. "

― C.E. Ricci , After Rain Falls (River of Rain #2)