KYLIE POV
When I asked Ryan for an apology, I didn’t expect him to kiss me. One moment he was standing across the room, and the next his lips were on mine with an unreadable expression.
My brain barely caught up with the audacity of it. Who even kissed someone to say sorry? My first instinct was to push him away, and I tried so hard to resist.
After all, my ego was bruised and wounded after he made me feel like he didn’t trust me. The sting of his actions was still fresh, so it’s not like I just wanted him to kiss him.
But the moment he touched me, we both knew I was gone.
It was so annoying to see my body betray me in real time, but there was something in the way Ryan kissed me. It was like he owned the air I breathed, like he could give and take it.
His lips literally swallowed m
