My heart bloomed. If only my penis would deflate, but it was an obstinate fecker. “I liked kissing you. I’ve wanted to do that for a while.” Lark shifted her weight, giving me a long, incomprehensible look before ghosting her fingers over my cheek. Without daring to close my eyes, I sucked in a breath at the delicate swipe over my bottom lip. Adrenaline coursed through my veins. I was delirious. Lightheaded. Then her fingers fell away. “And I liked kissing you, too. Enjoyment wasn’t the problem.” “I know.”
