Tessa POV
My mind was blank from the shock of what was happening. My body, however, had no concept of shock at the moment. All it knew was that my face was cupped in Richard Wolfe's large hands, and he was kissing me.
His grip was hard, and the kiss started harsh. The will to push him off was nonexistent, and so, I gave in. As I did, his grip softened, and the kiss grew sensual. A persuasion. His tongue touched mine, and his breath quickened. One final tug of my lower lip between his and then he stopped. Abruptly.
He stepped back, his chest lifting and falling in a deep breath. I fought to even my own breathing as he pointed above me. My eyes followed his finger, but my brain couldn't interpret what he meant. Not yet.
We stood under a red mulberry tree. The leaves were mostly gone du
