Marc Levy. Tilted horizon (№ 277554)

Josh stepped up to her and hugged her.
Hope never climbed with kisses, and first kisses were for the most part unsuccessful, she met the then sluggish, too fast lips, but what happened with Josh was... She searched for the right word to describe a wave of shiver ran through her back and shattered into countless spray at the bottom of the head. This kiss was the embodiment of tenderness. Namely tenderness gave her the greatest happiness, because it's a quality she valued above all else, for it promised a flawless equilibrium of the mind and senses.
Josh looked at her. She mentally begged him to be silent, not to spoil the words, the intoxication of the first kiss. He closed his eyes and became absolutely irresistible - and patted her on the cheek.