I honestly blame my lack of sleep for my delayed reflexes. If I had a full eight hours of sleep, I would've pulled away from him quickly.
But I didn't have an eight hour sleep. Didn't even have a wink. So I guess I have a valid excuse for not pulling away from the kiss?
This was the second time we kissed, but there was more spark. More... intimate. We didn't kiss for show. We didn't kiss in front of our soul mates to make them jealous. No schemes whatsoever. We just... kissed.
Slowly, ever so slowly, Atlas pulled away. His eyes are pure black, and I think mine are, too. I tried to tell myself that maybe my wolf, who is happy jumping at the back of my mind, is the reason why I didn't bother the kiss. Yes, it was my wolf, not me. If not for my wolf, I wouldn't want it anyway.
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