Lisa’s POV
It was soft at first. Then deeper. Slower.
Like the world had finally stopped fighting us and, just this once, decided to listen.
His lips were tender, but the kiss wasn't.
It was intense, like something breaking open, spilling out every unspoken thing we’d both shoved down between banter and stolen glances. It was hungry too, like he was claiming space on my soul I didn't know I’d been saving for him.
The tension that had wrapped around my lungs finally loosened as I leaned into him, into his warmth, into every part of him I hadn't let myself need until now.
He kissed like he meant it.
And I kissed him back because I couldn't hold it in anymore. I had fallen for him without even realising.
His hand slid up my back, pressing me closer, the other warm at my waist, groundi
