Blake’s POV
I should have let go the second my hand closed around her wrist.
That was my first thought when my brain caught up to my body. Not I’m glad she didn’t fall. Not she shouldn’t be walking around without help.
No. Just: let go. Don’t touch her.
Instead, I dragged her closer.
One heartbeat later she was right there between my knees, bare legs and flimsy gown and wide ice-blue eyes. Cassie’s face. Cassie’s mouth. Words died in my throat and I did exactly what I swore I wouldn’t do again.
I kissed her.
And she kissed me back.
Her mouth opened under mine like it was the most natural thing in the world. I felt that bolt of heat go straight down my spine to my c**k, like my body had been waiting six months for this exact contact and my f*****g brain had forgiven who Cassie was.
