Amelia
I don't kiss him back at first.
My lips just won't move. I'm so shocked that this is happening, that he's kissing me and holding me close. I break the kiss before he deepens it. "Devon, no."
He holds me close, not letting me take a step back. "Why not? You want this. I can practically smell your need."
"This isn't right," I say. I've known him for so long. He was Aaron's friend. This is wrong, so wrong. Yet, I don't say this with conviction, and I think he senses it. He always does.
"We're adults," is his response. "I want you, I'm not going to stand here and f*****g lie through my teeth. What's the matter? Is it that Keller f**k?"
I frown and immediately say, "No," even though it is. Of course it's him, and I hate that. He was kissing that woman, the supposed mother of hi
