-LUTHER-
The second our mouths met, everything in my head went quiet. All the s**t I'd been carrying, every attempt to push back this pull toward Audrey, slipped away into the warm desert air.
Her lips were softer than I'd ever let myself imagine—and trust me, my imagination had been running places it shouldn't. Her fingers curled into my Henley, holding on without realizing it, and that small, unconscious grip sent a shock through me.
Then she pulled back.
"Oh, s**t. I'm sorry." Her breathing came quick and shallow, her blue eyes wide.
"W… w…" I couldn't get a full word out. What? Why?
She avoided my eyes, her chest still rising fast. "I shouldn't have. You have a girlfriend." She touched her lips and started to move away.
I reached for her wrist, gentle but purposeful, and stopped
