PUSH AND PULL
LORENZO’S POV
After some time, she walks back to me and leans in, dropping a soft kiss on my lips and lingers just long enough to make my chest tighten.
“Thanks for the cake and the flowers and everything,” she says between kisses, her lips brushing mine again as though she can’t quite pull away.
I let out a low groan, my hands instinctively settling on her waist. “Continue with that and we’ll be f*****g all through the day, girl,” I warn, my voice thick with restraint. “Stop teasing me.”
She giggles and pulls away before I can drag her back in, the sound is light and carefree, and for a second, it eases the weight that has been pressing down on me for days. She turns and walks deeper into the kitchen, taking a seat as if nothing heavy exists in the world.
“I’m not comp
