He pulls me closer. Closer. Now I’m crushed against him, and loving every minute of it. “Zach?” I whisper, my head spinning. We’re on the edge of something here, and somehow I know, once we step over the line, there’s no going back. “We should … I mean … if you …” With a groan, he leans in and captures my lips in a searing kiss. Oh. My. God. His mouth is hot and hard against mine, his tongue sliding deep.
