chapter 3 late summer kim woke up early , the august sun forcing her to consciousness . he presses his h*ps into mine for two seconds , then relaxes and pulls back for a brief second before repeating the motion . and if we 're going to do this again , we 're doing it my way . '' he 'd keep his hand there throughout , for he would be worried he might hurt her . when he hit the tree , he disappeared in a spray of mist . the metal feels cold against my skin . 