Annabelle hesitated.
It was rare for her to take the initiative—she had overcome a massive mental barrier to do so. But now, Kendrick was staring at her so fiercely, as if he was about to reject her outright. She didn’t want to embarrass herself like that.
Yet, backing down so easily felt insincere.
Fine, one more try.
If he still acted like this, she swore she wouldn’t bother with him again.
Lifting herself slightly, she moved forward until she was practically lying on his chest. Then, she pressed her lips against his.
She had been kissed by him so many times before—she had already learned by heart.
Just like he did to her, she kissed him carefully, savoring every movement. Finally, she hesitantly licked at his lips, testing if he would let her in.
Kendrick didn’t.
His lips staye
