"I need you," he finished."Mmph!" Katherine let out a startled moan as her lips were smothered by James'. That was the beginning and end of her protes...s however, and soon she opened her mouth to let in the young man's tongue. As their lips wrestled and their tongues danced, Kat held herself steady with both hands against James' chest and felt him shiver.She broke their kiss to speak, "James… you're freezing!"James leaned in close to her ear and whispered softly, "Warm me up then."This sent a. He was connected with her, and her pain caused a tear to roll down his face. He knew that at that moment it took everything within her to hold her head high, to not let the pain consume her. He wished he could reach out to her, wished he could take it all away. But that was not the plan. She walked the street alone, tears streaking down her cheeks. She loved him, more than life. She wanted to be with him, but it could never be. They both loved each other, more than some could hope to feel in a. That is where the story of Colie, my eighteen-year-old granddaughter, Sadie, and their friend Jessica begins...Colie had a half-sister, sixteen years older, my daughter, from my first marriage. Sharon was a complete grown-up, more than her dad, had a doctorate in clinical psychology, had passed every exam she had ever attempted, always at the top of any class she was in. She was uncomfortable cracking a smile or and had yet to get the knack of administering a proper hug. She called herself a. I didn’t really know what I was doing so I matched the rhythm of her kiss, trying to return it the best I possibly could. Every time her tongue started to swirl around mine, mine did the same back to hers. Every time she bit on my lip, I bit back, one of the times I heard what I almost thought was a slight groan, leading into her hand grabbing my waist a little harder. Every time she tried to suck the air out of my lungs, I pulled it back. The kiss couldn’t have been very long, but it felt like.