Jade’s POV
“The kiss doesn’t—”
I couldn’t finish my statement when his hand wrapped around my waist, pulling me closer to him all of a sudden. I melted into his embrace, his lips crashing against mine in the heat of the moment.
No, this kiss was unlike the one we had the last time in the hospital. It was hot, wet, and very demanding. It was like that of a couple who hadn't seen each other in a long time.
It was so much that I felt my lips burning by the time we separated, and that was only after I pushed us apart, our chests rising and falling before I sent him a harsh slap across his face—one that resounded fiercely.
I wiped off my lips like it didn’t matter, like I never craved something this much. Like I didn’t want it to happen when I had waited for six years for him to come looki
