Ginger:

Hu's lips on mine taste like everything I had imagined since we separated. His hands on my body soothe the pain in my heart, and I want to be buried in him all day, but the more we kiss and the more he tries to soothe my sexual needs, the worse it gets for me. I want him, I do, but I cannot help but feel selfish for wanting this after meeting him for the first time in a while. It reminds me of the last time-everything is all too familiar.

"Hu," I gasp, pulling away with a forced breath. ...