17 LUKEI tilted Charlotte’s chin toward mine, unaware of everything else around us. Suddenly, nothing mattered except for getting my lips on hers. With careful attention, I slide my hand into the hair at the back of her neck and when her lips parted, I leaned down and took her mouth.
All rational thought vanished. Driven by instinct, and the soft feel of her eager mouth pressing into mine, our kiss started slow and then quietly built. She made a small, pleased sound that I felt vibrate through my chest. Her lips were soft and sweet and I wanted to draw this out, to make it last.
Her fingers curled into the front of my t-shirt, as if to hold me in place.
I’m not going anywhere, sweetheart.
I could feel her pulse pounding as my hand slide from her hair to her jaw to the delicate column
