“Did I hurt you?” “No.” Her arms around his neck tightened and her lips found his skin. “No.” “Then why the tears?” “I just—I’ve never had a moment like that one. So perfect, Caleb. I wanted it. I feel like I’ve stolen it. I loved it, and I’m never going to tell a soul. Makes me want to cry.” Sweet Love Book:Sympathy for the Devil Source: Sympathy for the Devil