ANYTA'S POV
“Kiss me.”
Jamie didn't wait for a repeat. He promptly leaned in, his movement deliberate and slow enough for me to pull away if I wanted to, but I didn't.
When his lips met mine, the world around us, the shouting, the pulsing lights, the heat seemed to muffle for a heartbeat.
A felt a light buzz of excitement, but it quickly began a speedy free fall.
My mind went into overdrive, moving between the voice screaming at me to concentrate on the feel of Jamie's lips on mine, and not being able to concentrate because of the voice telling me to concentrate.
Eventually he ended the kiss with a light peck on my upper lip.
It was a good kiss. It was technically perfect.
But as I stood there, my response delayed by a split second of internal calculation, I felt… nothing. It was l
