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This is from a Chick-lit novel, but it's very YA friendly:
(From Perfect on Paper by Janet Goss)
“Before we continue this conversation, there’s something I really need to do.” He sidled closer, turned my face toward his, and kissed me.Of course I kissed him back. My entire body had lost its musculature, and I became flooded with pure desire, physically in capable of pulling away. Not that I wanted to pull away. Either the bartender turned on the music or my imagination decided to provide a soundtrack as Billie Holiday began to croon “You’re My Thrill.”Was he ever. The kiss was so heated and seemed to go on for so long that when we finally stopped, I was surprised to discover the ice in my drink hadn’t melted.“What was that for?” I said.“I thought it would decrease the tension.”
Did this SWOON you too?