Ashley
I planted my hands on his chest and pushed gently, “Hayden, stop.”
He pulled back, his eyes hooded with desire, immediately searching mine. His breathing was as ragged as my own, his lips were slick and slightly swollen, and the urge to lean in and taste them again was so strong it made my stomach clench. He tried to close the distance between us, his head dipping down. “Ash, don’t…”
“No,” I said, my voice firmer this time. I sidestepped his reach, “We can’t just… do this. We have to take this slow, we have to think.”
Hayden stared at me, a crease forming between his brows.“Think?” he repeated, “Think about what? I’m pretty sure my body’s doing all the thinking it needs to right now, and it’s telling me to kiss you again.”
I just shrugged, how could I explain that kissing him f
