Do you trust me? The question is usually asked before an admission that such trust is misplaced.
S.J. WatsonWhatever enjoyment I might have had at the time would disappear overnight like snow melting on a warm roof.
S.J. WatsonThoughts race, as if, in a mind devoid of memory, each idea has too much space to grow and move, to collide with others in a shower of sparks before spinning off into its own distance.
S.J. WatsonI closed my eyes and he kissed my eyelids, barely brushing them with his lips. I felt safe, at home. I felt as if here, against his body, was the only place in which I belonged. The only place I had ever wanted to be. We lay in silence for a while, holding each other, our skin merging, our breathing synchronized. I felt as if silence might allow the moment to last for ever, which would still not be enough.
S.J. Watson