Ethan
I barely remembered how I got to her door. My mind was a tangled mess of her laugh, her smile, the way her lips parted when she was deep in thought. I’d been trying to focus, to pull myself together after the dinner, but I’d failed miserably.
Standing outside her apartment, my heart had pounded harder than I cared to admit. When she opened the door, my resolve snapped.
She laid on my arms and entered here? r framing her face in a way that made her look both innocent and impossibly tempting.
The soft scent of her soap lingered in the air between us, and I lost whatever self control I thought I had.
Without thinking, I stepped forward and kissed her.
Her lips were warm and soft against mine, hesitant at first but quickly yielding. Even as I held her in my arms at the moment, I c
