The Perfect Ending to the Hunger Games Trilogy

Suddenly, I’m sheltered in his warm familiar arms. I sigh, snuggling up next to him. I peck his chin as he gazes off into the distance. Clutching his cheek, I kiss him on the lips and succumb to the hunger gnawing at my insides, reminiscing about the beach. His arms tighten around me as he kisses me for what feels like the first time.

In the near darkness, Peeta whispers to me. "You love me. Real or not real?"

"Real." I whisper back and arch my neck, my lips finally finding his.