Her arms were wrapped around his neck as he slowly lowered her, but he didn't let go of her completely. Their foreheads touched, breaths mingling. "Zhi Hao," she breathed, her voice trembling like the last note of a love song, "I'm yours forever, for eternity."
He kissed her lips, softly, reverently, as though sealing a vow neither time nor fate could break. He loved her to the moon and back.
After a few seconds, her lips parted under his, soft and yielding, tasting like promises and everything he had ever longed for.
The world beyond the windows could have crumbled, and Zhi Hao wouldn't have noticed. All that mattered was the way she fit against him like she was made for his arms.
His hand slid up her back, fingers threading through her hair as he deepened the kiss, slow and aching.
She responded with a sigh against his mouth, her body pressing closer, as if she, too, was afraid the moment would slip away.
