Edward found himself instinctively capturing Natalie's lips, their softness carrying a hint of sweet fragrance. His hands also moved on its own and wrapped around her slender waist.
Natalie felt a sudden buzz in her head, her heart racing as she jerked back in a panic. "I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!"
Her voice snapped Edward out of his trance, freezing him in place. 'What am I doing?' he asked himself inwardly.
Flustered, Natalie fumbled for her phone and turned on the flashlight.
The sharp beam made Edward's eyes narrow, bringing him back to reality. He quickly rationalized his lapse. They were just too familiar with each other's bodies, which must've triggered his automatic reaction.
He trusted the habit was bound to fade with time.
Natalie, however, exclaimed, "Oh my gosh, your hand!"
