The money hits the floor, and my hands immediately frame her face. She has skin so soft that I worry about damaging her with a gentle touch. Her breathing hitches as my lips come close to hers. I’m going to kiss her. <i> “Tell me I’m who you want.” </i> So I know there are no mistakes.<br />Her nose slides against mine as she slowly nods. <i> “I don’t want anyone else.” </i> <br />God help us both for her allowing the devil permission.