"Mmm. I remember how nervous I was going into that bedroom with you." "And when we kissed in that bedroom? Jesus, Kate. You have no idea. I was so pissed when the guys interrupted us." "You were my first kiss. Did I ever tell you that? It was such a perfect one." I squirm half on top of him again, mindful of the small space. My lips find his, and we smooch slowly for a couple of minutes, until he shifts his big body. "Still perfect. You're a damn fine kisser, Damien."
