** Paige’s POV **
“I’ve never seen you as a supporting act, Rem.” I rise on my toes and kiss him again, this time with the quiet desperation of someone who’s been holding herself back for too long.
I pour everything I have into that kiss. Hoping he feels how much I want him, how much I need him. He responds with just as much passion, the kind that builds until it burns.
Remy’s hands skim over my body, tracing my every curve through my shirt. My fingers thread through his hair as the kiss deepens. I’m not thinking anymore; I’m just feeling.
His lips trail from my mouth to my jaw, down the curve of my neck. Every touch drives my need for him higher. My breath catches as he pulls back just enough to look at me, his hand brushing my cheek.
“You sure?” he whispers.
I nod, my heart thunder
