Chapter Sixteen
Gloria wondered if she was having a meltdown. Or a stroke. She’d had patients explain to her exactly what had happened to them—or what they recalled happening to them—when a blood vessel in their brain burst. This was not that. This was Gloria pulling Ash towards her. These were Gloria’s lips, willingly opening up for Ash. This was Gloria’s desire on full display.
Of course she had been curious, but this was much more than curiosity. Ash’s soft, cool lips on hers sent a shiver all the way down her spine every single time they touched. If it had been just curiosity, it would be satisfied by now. Gloria would know what it felt like to kiss another woman—to kiss Ash. She could remove that from her bucket list and consider it done. But kissing Ash was not something she wanted
