Lyra
The moment his lips touched mine, I froze.
My body ached, every muscle screaming in protest, yet, for a brief, impossible moment, the pain faded. It felt like my heart slowed in rhythm with his, and all I could think of, all I could feel, was the heady sensation of his lips on mine.
So, without thought and without reason, I melted into the kiss and kissed him back.
I didn’t care that Liam was supposed to despise me and I him. I didn’t care that every kiss before this one had made me feel used. I didn’t even care that after this, a storm was coming. I could feel it.
No. I let go and let him in.
This kiss wasn’t like the accidental ones we’d shared before. The ones born from Liam giving in to his manly lust or wanting to punish me.
No. This kiss was… different.
It was deep, all-
