THE KISS
~TESSA'S POV~
"We need to practice."
I looked up from my laptop to find Nathaniel standing in the kitchen doorway, looking uncomfortable.
"Practice what?" I asked though something in his expression made my stomach flutter.
"Kissing."
I nearly choked on my coffee. "What?"
"The charity auction tomorrow night. There will be photographers. A lot of them." He ran a hand through his hair. "If we're going to sell this engagement, we need to look... natural."
"Natural," I repeated.
"Right. Like a couple who actually kisses."
The problem was, that we'd been living together for three weeks, and we'd never kissed. Not once. We held hands at events, and he put his arm around me for photos, but kissing had been this invisible line we'd both avoided crossing.
"Okay," I said slowly. "
