That kiss wasn't as fleeting as Margot had imagined.
She felt Cassian's large hand press gently against the back of her head, his grip tightening just enough to keep her in place.
He was deepening the kiss.
Margot's eyes widened in surprise before she instinctively let them drift shut.
Inside, she still felt like an inexperienced girl, her memories frozen at that moment on the yacht. Everything after she had been drugged was a blur.
Since arriving in this body, she had only pieced together from their chat history that she and Cassian had a seemingly good relationship, which likely meant they had their fair share of... intimate moments.
But for her, this was the first time.
Strangely enough, she could sense Cassian's tension, too. Maybe they were both feeling the same way righ
