“Before you go,” he murmurs, getting off his bike and stepping closer, “one more thing.” He takes me by surprise, slipping an arm around my waist and pulling me close. Before I can react, he dips me in a dramatic sweep, his other hand cradling my neck. The world tilts, and for a split second, I feel like I’m floating. Then his lips are on mine, warm and insistent, and I melt into the kiss.
