‘I thought this could go either way,’ he said, not pulling away but speaking softly against her mouth. ‘I thought you would either be into it or punch me in the face.’ Annie’s smile met his. ‘I’m into it.’ Mac groaned before deepening the kiss. His lips pressed against hers, his arms wrapping around her waist and Annie melted into him. Fantasies don’t often live up to the hype. Kissing Mac was not like that. Kissing Mac far exceeded the fantasy.
