THE KISS
AMELIA'S POV I could blame it on the growing effect of the wine I had been tasting all day, on the mess of my emotions, or on the way his eyes had been boring into mine as he spoke words I hadn't realized I needed to hear from someone else until he said them, but I knew that'd be a lie. In as much as watching Sebastian look as good as always with his casual slacks and lazily rolled up sleeves of his button down shirt that had the top undone buttons, had kept me worked up all through the tour, my brazen action of all but yanking him in for a kiss had been a thought I couldn't fight anymore. Whatever doubts I had of him maybe not wanting to as it had seemed like he was never going to initiate the move gets thrown out as just before I can pull away in embarrassment and pray for the ground
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