I can feel YoungJi’s body reacting against me. Her hands grasp my back as she pulls me closer. Our lips begin a slow and sensual dance, our beating hearts setting the tempo to our burning waltz. My eyelids part and all that remained of my breath is stolen from me. I can barely move as I take in this beautiful sight. Her trembling lips and tightly closed eyes intoxicate me. I deepen the kiss, becoming drunk off the taste of her.

            Dizzy from my inability to catch my breath I regrettably end the kiss pulling her into my embrace. YoungJi nuzzles her face into the nape of my neck as I wrap my arms tightly around her body. I can feel the heat of her cheeks as she burns me even more.

            “Yah. Wang Jackson, I can’t breathe. Loosen your grip.”

            “I don’t want to.”

            She gives me a hit on my back and I reluctantly relax my arms but refuse to let her go completely. We begin to sway back and forth, finding ourselves dancing. I place her wrists around my neck as my hands glide over her arms and down her sides until they are at home around her hips. The rain and wind provide us with music as we dance into the night. Our trance is broken when the clock beeps. 2am. I feel YoungJi’s arms slide off my shoulders.

            “Is it hot in here? Or is it just me?” YoungJi says while fanning herself with her hands. I cup her face with both hands, her soft hair becoming entangled between my fingers.