His heated gaze dips to my lips, and warmth rushes to all the places that have spent the last year cold and dormant. Hayes is gradually waking my body back to life again. My tongue darts out to moisten my lips. “Any chance we’re going to seal this with a kiss?” He smirks, his voice dropping to a husky whisper. “Is that what you want?” My heart thuds painfully in my chest as I nod. “Then, yes, Ava. I’m going to kiss you.” There’s no rush in the way he lowers his mouth. It’s slow, deliberate, like we have all the time in the world. When his lips finally brush against mine, they’re softer than I
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