“Do you remember the scene where they have to kiss for the first time in front of his entire family, and it’s just so awkward? Like they’ve never done it before?” I asked her, the words tumbling out before I could second-guess myself. The question felt clumsy, overly revealing, and transparent in its intentions. I cringed inwardly at how desperate it must have sounded. But then I saw her reaction—how her expression softened and her gaze met mine—and all my hesitation melted away. That one look only made me want to kiss her more.
The truth was, I’d wanted to kiss her since I picked her up earlier that day. Maybe longer than that. Every glance, every shy smile, every time she nervously tugged at her bottom lip with her teeth—all of it had been driving me to the brink. I wanted to feel her w
