BRAN
He wanted to do something for her. Wanted to give her his smile since it was what she wanted.
When he turned back to her, there was a smile on his face that made him feel raw, exposed. Her breath caught when she looked at him and her eyes swept over his face countless times as though she was committing the picture to memory.
"Gods, you're so beautiful," she breathed right before she kissed him on the side of his mouth.
He shuddered before he could stop it, then cursed afterwards.
Wanting to erase the innocence of that kiss, Bran yanked her to the edge of the dresser and kissed her. He worked his hands under her dress then paused when the tip of his fingers brushed the top of her thighs.
If he went further than that, then there was no going back.
"Do you want me
