Albie's POV
Her eyes softened with understanding as she listened to what I said, the moment she began looking at me like that, I wanted to kiss her.
I reached out my hand and placed it on her knee where it folded as she faced me. My palms burned at the feel of her skin and I instantly regretted doing it.
Her eyes fell from my face to the place where I kept my hand and back to my face, her lips parted most softly, making her look lost.
Her hair spread across her shoulders and all around her, casting a veil over her face. I rarely saw her this way, she always had it in a ponytail or a low bun that gave her a professional look.
I leaned in, slowly and kissed her, she didn't move and our lips met.
Her lips were warm and light, I kissed her and as I did, I hoped how I did it
