He’s cut off when Landon grabs both his cheeks and plants a fat kiss on his lips. I think it was supposed to be quick, but the way Raid’s hands snap up and latch around Landon’s neck prevents that from happening. In a split second, they’re full-on making out, trying to devour each other’s mouths, and the rest of us are left gaping. Landon makes some sort of choked noise and Raid growls—holy shit that’s hot.
