Addicted to the scent.

Your hand in hers.

Fingers interlocked.

Their bodies close together while cheek to cheek.

Anticipation rises before their lips touch.

His lips are soft and smooth.

It teases her.

She can no longer take it.

She doesn't hesitate and bites his upper lip.

Caught up in the moment...

She likes being in this state of mind.

A memory of falling for this hooded stranger.

She's in love with the state of falling;

She's attached to this process.

She does not know what love is...