Entry Number 050603A

I lean forward, pulling him closer by his hands as mine go up to touch his upper arms next. I press my lips against his and I feel him tense against me, making me almost pull away when I felt his anxiety. But he didn't let me pull away, on the contrary, he pressed forward and kissed me harder, his hold on me soft but keeping me where I was.

His lips felt dry and I could feel the cactus taste on his lower lip, but I didn't mind. His hair was touching my skin and it felt warm, like being caressed by bits of clouds. I smiled into the kiss and felt him smile too, as the shirt slowly slipped down and hid us completely from the boiling star in the sky.

I looked at him, opening my eyes slowly in fear that this was just a dream. It wasn't. He stared at me with his dotted, honey-brown eyes and I could count the freckles on the bridge of his nose. He smiled wider, pressing a gentle kiss to my bottom lip and we pulled away, far too ashamed to .look at each other when the shadows moved away.

Rose and Rogan were only a dot in the horizon, and calling after them was hard when they couldn't hear us. Navaien was burning red, and I couldn't tell if it was from the kiss or from the sun.

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