WhiskeyintheJar Romance

"Good night, Niall,” she murmured, and pressed past, her body burning to be touched by him again, her heart filled with an ache she had never suffered before. When she had gone several paces, she glanced back and saw him watching her, his expression hidden by the night.
He strode forward, and seized hold of her again, murmuring as he bent, “As long as this is good-bye, I’ll dare to kiss you again.”