Holden couldn’t believe Eden was kissing him back. She’d been so resistant to the idea of them trying again, but she certainly wasn’t kissing him with any hesitation.
He’d forgotten how it felt to have every cell in his body buzzing. Every muscle sinking into a warm bath. Every stroke of his mouth against Eden’s igniting the fire in his blood.
In fact, the fire inside Holden had been cold for years.
But Eden knew exactly how to stoke it, from scraping her fingernails gently along the back of his neck to sighing into his mouth as they parted.
He held her close even after their kiss ended, because he needed her strength to stand after a kiss like that. His pulse testified that he’d just run a marathon, even though he hadn’t.
“Want me to help you wash your hair?” he whispered, his eyes s
