Jace
What the hell did I just do?
My chest heaved as I slammed my bedroom door shut, leaning against it like it could hold back the chaos burning inside me. My lips still tingled from the taste of her—Celeste. My stepsister.
I dragged a hand through my hair, cursing under my breath. f**k. I shouldn’t have kissed her. I knew that.
Every part of me screamed it was wrong, but in that moment, seeing her trembling with those defiant eyes locked on mine, I lost all control. She looked so fragile yet so strong, and so damn beautiful.
I paced the room, my fists clenched tight. Her scent was still on me—sweet and intoxicating—driving me insane. My heart wouldn’t slow down, and the memory of her soft lips kissing me back played over and over, taunting me.
She didn’t push me away. She kissed me
