"I can't promise all the time," Octavia murmured. Because this was the first time she'd really taken the initiative on getting close to him, and she wasn't sure this wasn't just some kind of a blip in the system. That if she pulled away, she wouldn't find herself locking this part away again.

But at the same time, her hand travelled to the back of his neck, curving tightly against his skin. Her lips almost brushed against his as she spoke.

She felt alive, and wanted to cling to it.

"Touch me."