Elizabeth’s POV:
Ashton kissed me! The crazier fact is that I kissed him back, and we’re not talking about some little peck on the mouth. This was a full-blown make your panties wet kind of kiss.
Now, here we stand with his arms still wrapped around my waist, wondering what the hell just happened. Vincent had stormed off to his team’s locker room already, but yet Ashton was still holding me in place. Talk about awkward.
It was evident that neither of us knew what to say or do at that moment. My lips were swollen. My face was flushed. My heart was practically pounding out of my chest. Yet, I didn’t feel anger towards him for kissing me. I wasn’t cursing him out or slapping him senseless.
We stood there in stunned silence until I heard Malcolm’s voice, “Whoa! What’s going on out here?”
