hatboxharriet:
The fire that seemed to engulf Harriet as they kissed also gave her the closest sensation to weightlessness that she’d had since becoming mortal again. For a brief moment, she was afraid she’d float away or disappear. Sure, she’d flirted and fooled around with other ghosts, but that all paled in comparison to the flurry of passion and excitement that surged through her like a raging river. Reluctantly, Harriet pulled back a little to allow them to breath, her chest heaving slightly with effort as she looked up into his eyes. “Did you feel that? Because I know I certainly did,” she teased, though she held onto him for fear that her legs might give way if he were to leave her.
Nick had never felt anything like this in his life.  Normally when he kissed women, it was empty and only for his own benefit, but something about this was different.  It was better.  He didn’t want it to end, but when it did he took a deep breath.  He stood there in silence for a moment, trying to find the words that he wanted to say, but it was increasingly difficult with Hattie looking into his eyes.  “I... Yes.”  He managed, despite all of the thoughts running through his head.










