Amelia's Point of View
As soon as our kissing session came to an end, all the doubts that I had about him started to niggle at the corners of my mind. Pushing their way through until they were once again front and center.
If I carried on with my physical contact with Peyton, all feelings of mistrust and uncertainty evaporated into thin air. It was disconcerting how easy it was just to let my physical self give in. This was obviously the mate bond taking over the rational part of my brain.
I couldn't deny that the kisses we had shared had been out of this world. I wasn't overly experienced with kissing - All I knew was that any I'd had in the past had not lit me up from the inside out like his had. But, now that they were over, I had no idea what to say to the man walking besides
