The lights, the music, the roaring applause, all of it got to my head even before I got to drink any wine. It was crazy how addicted the sort of love Florian could give had me in a matter of seconds, and the minute he had his lips against mine, parting and seeking slow, dominating entrance, in front of men and women who respected him, it.. it did something to me.
It altered the chemistry of my brain and messed with my rationality. It felt like every other kiss I have had, excluding the first one between us in that closet, faded away into nothingness.
I sighed as he broke the kiss, then gently touched my nose.
"You still taste like exotic fruits, Roxanne."
I slowly stuck my tongue to the roof of my mouth, my chest slightly heaving. "Exotic fruits?"
"Uh huh," he said, laughing. "Lest I
