671: IT MEANS A LOT

ARIEL'S POV "Luke, I mean it," I said, my utterance taking on a pleading tone as I struggled in his arms. "You need to let me go. We're never getting back together, and you need to accept that." He stared into my eyes; it was a great combination of pain and confidence etched on his face. "I can't accept that, Ariel. Not when I know how good we were together." "We're not together anymore, Luke!" I blurted, my frustration reaching its peak. "Why can't you understand that?" Before I could say anything else, Luke's lips crashed against mine in a desperate, passionate kiss. I tried to pull away, but the intensity of the moment held me captive, and I found myself responding to his touch, my anger momentarily forgotten. As the kiss deepened, I lost track of time, the world around us fading into nothingness. It was as if we were the only two people in existence, our bodies pressed against each other in a tangled embrace. The kiss seemed to last for an eternity until finally, Luke broke aw