“You’re such a feisty girl,” I coo, dragging my thumb over her bottom lip. “I’ve never met anyone like you…” “Colt,” Ava says my name, and the sound is so overwhelming and so powerful, I inch closer and place a light kiss on the seam of her lips. “I don’t want to be another random hookup for you.” She could never be a hookup. Absolutely out of the question. The emotions she causes me are unique, and I’m not stupid enough to screw it all up, yet the doubts are loud in my head. I’ve never dated anyone. I have no idea what it all means.
