I exhale, slowly moving him away from me, saying, "Looks like my mouth isn't the only one that's going to get me in trouble. Please answer my question, Mr. Woods."
He puts his now-dark pink lips in his mouth and gives it some thought. As I approach him, he casts a chilly glance in my direction. He clutches my wrist as soon as I place my touch on the back of his neck.
He snaps, "Did I not tell you not to touch me unless I asked you to?"
I grin and say, "I'm quite sure you also violated my rule about touching me. I shake his hand and then carefully press my hand towards the nape of his neck. I nearly smirk as I feel him shiver. His hair, which I had been yearning to run my hands through, is reached for by my fingers.
To see it return to its enraged expression, I lift his chin up to his
