Aria.
I didn't see it coming.
One second I was leaning towards him with the cloth, focused on nothing except getting it onto his forehead without getting too close, and then his hand was at the back of my neck and his lips were on mine and every single thought I had emptied out completely.
He kissed me like he was angry about it.
Like it was something he had been holding back for a long time and had simply run out of the strength to keep holding. There was nothing tentative about it.
No question in it. Just his mouth on mine, firm and certain, his fingers curling into my hair at the base of my neck and pulling me closer in a way that made it very clear he had no intention of this being brief.
I should have pulled back immediately.
I didn't.
For a few seconds I just let it happen.
