Valery Sidelnykov. Gently, gently touching ... (№ 343735)

Gently, gently touching fingers, he held a hand over her hair, enjoying the feeling that affected his mind and he could not tear his eyes from his own face. Two pairs of green eyes met in the darkness and her lips touched gentle smile, he felt a shiver creeping up inside him, and could not restrain his characteristic rumbling in moments of satisfaction. Like a cat, he dropped his bright head on her shoulder and held out the palm of her hands, covering them and squeezing firmly. At such moments, the orbits of the planets were both in contact, creating an incredible force of attraction and the feeling of complete harmony. In the thoughts of every creeping suspicion that they are only a Mirage, a phantom, a fictional consciousnesses each other or does the third man. But the warm feeling of closeness and emotional balance drove all thoughts away, leaving his chest a sweet sense of deja vu. That's all they had.