Then the caress of his soft mouth and tongue as they met mine . The world stopped for a long instant . The throbbing of my bottom lip mingled with the lust - filled deep kiss , tongues brushing against one another . His hand released my wrist .

Possible answers:
[a]. The narrator is intimate .;
[b]. None of the above choices .;
[c]. The narrator is being let go .;
[d]. The narrator is yelling at a friend .;
Q: Why is the narrator so vividly worked up ?
[a].