His hands trailed my collarbones as if to keep the memory of my body in his mind.
Then our lips clashed.
His lips were soft and when they touched mine, I tasted mint. I knew he would taste like the morning dew too. Too early, but sweet.
He drew closer and I mirrored his actions, still not letting go of whatever mistrust I had earlier about him.
"You are moving too fast, Ana. He is making you lose your mind." Soso suddenly said, causing me to have a headache.
"Stop, seriously, Soso!" I moaned into the kiss for the wrong reasons— to ward her off. Unfortunately that caused enough distraction for her to take over. Amos bit my lower lips, asking for permission to kiss me deeper.
When I opened my eyes, Soso was in charge. s**t! Daryl taught me to control this better. To control my emotions
