Then Sorin’s lips were on hers, and she gasped at the contact. It was a quick kiss, only a few seconds, before he pulled back and murmured onto her lips, “I hate that I lose all shred of self-control around you.” Scarlett swallowed. “Callan—” “I am going to be really honest here, Love. I do not give a fuck if Callan or anyone else just saw that,” Sorin whispered. Scarlett huffed a laugh. “All right then.”
