Hesitantly, she placed her trembling hands on his waist and stepped flush against him. She heard his breath stick in his throat. Did he understand yet?
She lifted her head up toward where she sensed his face to be. His quick breaths were hot against her mouth. She was paralyzed, her own lips parted, sucking in the air he exhaled—could she do it? She swallowed, hard, and stepped to the precipice.
"Tag, you’re it," she whispered, wondering if he could hear her over the sound of her heart beating, wondering if he would catch her.
Also, because the gif was too perfect, behind the cut is a little NSFW representation of what’s in the chapter.