The door had barely clicked shut behind us when Link's hands found my waist, pushing me against the door with an intensity that left no room for doubt. His lips crashed against mine in a kiss that scorched through my senses, igniting a wildfire that threatened to consume all reason.
For a fleeting moment, I lost myself in the passion, my hands tangling in his hair, pulling him closer, if that was even possible.
But as quickly as the flame roared to life, the reality of what we were doing—what I was allowing—doused it with ice-cold water. I pulled away, gasping for breath, my heart racing a marathon in my chest. "Link," I breathed out, the name a plea and a reprimand all at once.
He looked at me, confusion and a hint of that wild, untamed desire still dancing in his eyes. It was a look
