Heat and desire popped through Levi the same way fireworks exploded in the sky on the Fourth of July. There was something magical about kissing Heather he hadn’t anticipated. Something passionate without going too far. Something absolutely right even though he didn’t normally kiss women out in the open, beside rivers, where anyone could see.
He pulled away sooner than he’d have liked, a laugh building in his chest. Heather sighed, breathed, and kissed him again. Her fingers trailed fire down the side of his face, then moved back up to curl around his ear.
He leaned into her touch, enjoying himself much more than the last time he’d kissed a woman. With a jolt, he realized he hadn’t kissed anyone since his ex-wife.
“You okay?” Heather put a couple inches of distance between them, and Levi
