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the lunar chronicles + girls
@litladiesnetwork event three ▪ favourite woc in literature
↳ winter hayle (the lunar chronicles)
Winter scooted closer and linked her arm with his. “You think I’m perfect?”
He didn’t look away. Didn’t look bashful or even nervous. Just stared at her, like she’d asked him if Luna orbited the Earth.
Then he leaned over and brushed a kiss against her forehead. “Just sort of,” he said. “You know. On a good day.”
His cast brushed her hip, clumsy at first, but less so when he raised it to the side of her face to trace his bare thumb against her jaw. And his lips followed. To her chin. Her neck. The dip of her clavicle.
Her body became liquid, and she thought, if they could bottle him, he would make the best pain medication.
Kai tilted her chin toward him and kissed her. She didn’t know what number it was—she’d finally figured out how to turn off her brain’s auto-count function and she didn’t care how many times he kissed her. She did care that every kiss no longer felt like their last.
And they all lived happily to the end of their days.
“But you're the only one, Scarlet.
You'll always be the only one.”
– “i’m beginning to think that great, epic romances don’t just happen. we have to make them ourselves.” –
make me choose | anonymous: wolf or carswell thorne
“A kiss from the Captain would probably melt my central processor.”
Thorne winked at her. “Oh trust me. It would.”