She gave in once again, taking Daniel’s hand and letting herself be guided into the trees. As she did so, she tried to convince herself that she would use this opportunity to talk to him about how they needed to stop whatever it was they were doing. But deep down, she knew she wouldn’t say what needed to be said. She knew she wasn’t following him for that reason; she was following him… because it was hard to resist the urge to follow him.
It shouldn't be so hard to stay away from him, but it was. And within seconds, she was pressed against a tree, trapped between its trunk and Daniel’s muscular body, feeling her mouth go dry as his gaze fell on her lips once again.
“Are you going to kiss me again?” she whispered when his lips hesitated before touching hers. She resisted the urge to clo
