Twisted Satisfaction

On the next floor, two more people squeezed in, making the space even tighter. My back was pressed against the wall, with Declan standing right in front of me.

He was tall enough that when he lowered his head, his lips nearly brushed against my hair. I caught the faint scent of cigarettes on him. He'd been smoking a lot more lately. Those few seconds felt agonizingly long.

Declan seemed to lean in