Owen had not been kissed by a woman in a long, long time. He’d forgotten the gentle touch of female fingertips along his neck, his ear, and up into his hair.
He never wanted to stop kissing Gina, as he’d been dreaming of this moment for a while now. So he simply kept kissing her, letting her take the lead on when to stop.
Every sense in his body heightened, and Owen felt like he’d taken that first step on a journey to which there was no return.
Gina finally sighed and pulled back, pressing her forehead to his collarbone. “I haven’t kissed anyone for a while,” she whispered.
“Well, you’re a pro.” His own voice sounded like he’d just gargled with sand.
She giggled, tipping her head back to look at him. “If my friends ask about us, I won’t be able to deny a kiss.”
“I wouldn’t want you t
