Did I want him to kiss me again?
I bit my lip, already deciding that I did.
I wanted to kiss Gavin Landry.
But as if he was slapped back to reality, he released my arm and straightened his posture. I blinked a few times, broken from the trance I was under, and I stared up at him, my cheeks reddening.
“It’s just dinner, Judy,” he reminded me. “Don’t go around thinking this changes anything.”
He walked around me and towards the kitchen without sparing me another look. I reached my fingers up to touch my cheek; they were burning hot. I cleared my throat, trying to bring my mind back to the present moment before I took a deep breath and followed him into the kitchen.
Irene and Matt were already seated; there were two more plates on the table in front of the seats, one of which was
