Then reality slowly found its way back. My mother was inside the house. She could step outside at any second.
My phone had been vibrating for what felt like forever, and kissing Knox Calloway right outside my front door was probably the worst possible idea.
As much as I didn't want to... I finally pulled away.
I was breathing hard, my cheeks burning, my heartbeat completely out of control.
Knox didn't immediately let go. His hand still rested lightly against the back of my neck as he looked down at me, that familiar smug smirk tugging at the corner of his lips.
"The way you kissed me back," he murmured, his voice low with amusement, "I'd say we don't have any problems when it comes to chemistry, don't you think?"
Damn him. He was right.
I didn't want to admit it, not to him, and cer
