The kind of kiss that you read about in romance novels and watch in a quintessential nineties rom-com. Except it’s my life, and the jock that’s holding my face in his hands like I’m precious is Lane. It’s so incredible that my foot is popped like I’m Mia Thermopolis. I am living my very own Princess Diaries moment right now. How anyone could ever beat this kiss, this moment, I don’t know. All I do know is that if this is what I’ve been missing out on? Then I’ll spend forever kissing Lane Collins.
