Shock shot me like an arrow, yet the blow took over my body, drowned my sobs. It was an arrow tipped with irresistible, mind-numbing sweetness. My eyes closed on their own.
Ausmane's gloved hand went behind my neck, into my hair, tilting my head up so his mouth closed fully over mine. Heat zinged down my belly and melted me from the inside. I dropped the blanket, and the urge to give in took over. I fisted my hands in his mantle.
Ausmane was kissing me. Why? Why did I like it so much? The sensation was so new, animalistic, completely unimaginable.
His breath brushed my lips. “What did you say—I can’t care? You tell me this s**t and expect me not to care?” I was too hazy from the move he pulled to respond. “You get chased down by a criminal and tell me not to care? You cry all night and
