I lean in
and kiss Peeta full on the mouth. His whole body
starts shuddering, but I keep my lips pressed to
his
until I have to come up for air. My hands slide up his
wrists to clasp
his.
"Don't
let him take you from me."
Peeta's panting hard as he
fights the nightmares raging his head. "No. I
don't want to. . ."
I clench his hands to the point of
pain.
"Stay with
me."
His
pupils contract to pinpoints, dilate again rapidly, and
then return to something resembling
normalcy.
"Always." he
murmmers.
The Hunger Games,
-Peeta&Katniss.