Alex's question dangles there, like a raindrop frozen in midair: "How do you feel, Mae?"

How do I feel? How do I even begin to put my answer into words?

So instead, I tighten my grip on his shirt and pull his face down to mine.

Sensation explodes through me the moment our lips meet. Something must happen for Alex too because I can almost feel the exact moment when his restraint breaks.

One moment, we're kissing on the street corner. The ...