She restrains her gaze and shut her eyes gently, secretly gasping for air. She parts her lip a bit forming a dimple pathway. Her throat feels tight, she yearns to utter a word but her voice is betraying. Her chest tightens up.
"Amy..." His voice vibrates in her ears again shaking her body. Cuss you! How do you still have so much effect on me, she wonders to herself? It seems the time apart only grew the intense unfulfilled urge. She remembers how soft his lips brushed against hers, how delicious he tasted. She secretly wondered how it would have felt if they explored more than kisses, heavy petting if it had happened. However, that is a forbidden thought, it is to be discarded without thought whenever it tries to torment her healing heart. He has probably moved on.
"Amy!" A familiar harsh tone snaps her out of her string of thoughts.
