The kiss is a mistake he doesn't have time to regret.
One heartbeat she’s furious, breathing hard enough to shake, and in the next she’s on him—soft mouth, reckless heat, a collision he never saw coming.
Kai reacts before thought can interfere.
His hand finds her hair almost in disbelief, fingers curling at the base of her neck as if he’s afraid she’ll disappear if he doesn’t hold on.
Her gasp slips into his mouth, sweet and warm, and he swallows it like it’s something he’s been starving for. His other hand finds her cheek, thumb gliding along the slope of her jaw before guiding her chin upward, angling her perfectly for him.
Her body softens beneath him, a low sound slipping from her throat—half surrender, half disbelief as if she doesn’t understand why she wants this but can’t stop
