"Why do I get the feeling you don't want me to kiss you?" Benj asked in a husky whisper, sweet breath fanning along Avery's face, her hair tickling her ear. He knew he should be embarrassed by the rejection, but instead, he felt cheated by an explanation. Avery wasn’t one to explain her actions to him, and he knew if he didn’t pry, she would never tell him. She shuddered, because she wanted his kiss more than she wanted to breathe, but she froze up and got scared. She stopped him every time.
"I do," she muttered slowly.
Benj had no idea how badly she wanted him to kiss her. To have him wrap her up in his arms and never let her go. But she always got so scared. "Or, I don't, but I do." He brought his hand up to caress her cheek and her breath caught in her throat. Every move he made; it
