ANA'S POV
His hands found it's way to my neck, pulling me closer as his lips moved against mine fervently.
What was I doing?
My hands had gripped his shirt and I had totally forgotten everything until his second hand rested on my hips, gently squeezing my flesh as he began to bunch the dress up.
That was what brought me out of my daze. My eyes shot open and I quickly pushed him away, my eyes wide. “What are you doing?!” I whispered.
He looked almost confused. “What are you talking about?”
His words about our last kiss being a mistake filled my mind and I struggled to push out the overbearing thoughts. “So what do you intend to do after that? Tell me it was a mistake? Isn't that what you'll say?! This is what I'm talking about!” My voice had Increased by an octave.
His face steeled i
