“I’ll go with you to the bonfire, Penny. I’ll watch over you, and you can kiss or fuck, do whatever you want but first, you’ll have this.” He stepped so close our faces were merely an inch apart, now both his hands cradled my face. My breathing had become shallow, so not to break this moment or scare him away. “Have what?” I whispered, my eyes still clinging to his. A tiny spark of fire slid against my bottom lip as he moved the pad of his thumb over it again. “Me,” he rasped, just a singular second before leaning in and pressing his lips to mine.
