His breath was hot against my skin. I could tell the adrenaline was rushing through him as it was me. We stood face-to-face in the small room. "Tell me." He muttered softly, his lips almost touching mine. "Tell you what?" Our bodies were now pinned up against each other, with my back resting against the wall. "Tell me, you love me." I let out a small chuckle. "Love is just an illusion." "An irresistible one." He agreed. My lips barely grazed against his before he picked me up. His arms were freezing under the warmth of my under thighs. My legs wrapped around him instinctively. His lips smashed into mine, as I never thought someone would kiss with that much passion. "An irresistible illusion." I breathed.
"It is an absolute human certainty that no one can know his own beauty or perceive a sense of his own worth until it has been reflected back to him in the mirror of another loving, caring human being."
John Joseph Powell