Jason tensed as Anna drew him down by the collar, her lips pressing into his, slow and deliberate.
His brain fizzled like overloaded wires sparking and his hands clinched at his sides.
If he let this become more than theatrics, everything he’d built—done— to get here would unravel like cheap stitching.
But, something twisted low in his stomach, sharp and unfamiliar, and his breath caught.
Anna pulled away then, slowly lowering back onto her heels and…
Screw this.
He grabbed her waist, hauled her back onto her toes and kissed her like he’d been holding his breath for years.
He caught her lower lip between his, then thrust his tongue into her parted mouth, desperate and starving.
The way he wanted her, how much he wanted her, scared him but he couldn't stop.
He was losing cont
