"Let go of me." Seeing that Colt remained motionless, Regina spoke first.
But her attempt to escape seemed to ignite something inside him, like a spark catching fire.
He released Regina's hand, but before she could react, he pushed her back against the wall.
His large hand grasped her soft waist, and he lowered his head, kissing her deeply.
His lips did not forcefully take control. Instead, they kissed hers gently, moving with care and precision.
The tender kisses brushed across her lips like a soft drizzle, almost imperceptible, but lingering.
Regina wanted to struggle, but her actions were at odds with her thoughts.
The warmth of his lips was like a tempting bait, and in the briefest of moments, the feelings she'd tried so hard to bury began to grow wildly, spreading through every
