This is happening!  

Checking around, he opens the door into a dim, abandoned hall and pulls me inside, closing it behind us firmly. He turns me, so I’m pushed against the wall in front of him, sweeping back to me, capturing my mouth without hesitation, his palms splayed on the wall at each side of my head. This kiss outdoes the first. Every longing and insatiable ache is poured into this meeting of our lips, and I crumble under the force. His arms come around me, pinning me to him ...