I couldn't move, not even an inch; his lips were so imposing that when they pressed against mine, I was left stunned, unable to even breathe. Kalev's arms wrapped around me, and his tongue, inside my mouth, played freely.
Time stopped, making that kiss linger in the air, as if only the two of us existed and everything around us had disappeared. It was so charged with emotions that I felt trapped within this enormous tide.
Yes, it wasn't a good moment—definitely, perhaps the worst moment for him to do it—because part of me wanted it, but not like this. And finding motivation within myself, I pressed his chest to make him stop, and the sound of a horn disturbed me.
Both Kalev and I turned in the direction of the sound, both expecting the worst. My mind created scenarios so quickly that it
