Jasmine
My mind blanked.
I just felt.
His lips were tender, his tongue searching, and the way his body felt against mine was the stuff poems were written about.
I totally lost myself in his kiss.
And then, Aunt Annabeth’s voice and the sound of someone cheering broke through my lusty haze and I remembered where we were.
Shane broke the kiss, but rather than letting me go, he dropped his forehead to mine and closed his eyes.
His breathing was rapid, as was mine, and I wondered if my face looked as flushed and soft as his.
Holy crap, we just had our first public kiss in the middle of my aunt’s bar.
If this was what would happen every time we showed PDA to prove our relationship was real, I was going to be in serious trouble.
One kiss and I was ready to tear his clothes off … in fro
