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I was only here to cheer Arthur up with Toby.
So why was I currently pressing my lips against his, melting immediately he started to kiss me back with the fervor of a man who had been starving.
Arthur’s lips swept over mine with scary familiarity, and I could not tear my lips from his even with how much my brain kept screaming at me to.
He moaned into the kiss, and I froze for a second, my core drenching right in that moment. I finally left a small peck on his lips and straightened, clearing my throat.
My heart hammered against my ribs as I wiped my lower lip with the back of my hand. Arthur’s eyes were still heavy with heat, his chest heaving while he stared at me.
“You’re insane,” I whispered, though my voice lacked any real bite.
“Probably,” He rasped, a faint ghost of a
