“You should know.” Merrick’s breath hit her mouth when he leaned in over her. “I don’t regret it.” “Regret what?” she asked. “Kissing you.” Lessia’s eyes rounded so much she was surprised they didn’t pop out of her skull. “I know you didn’t mean it. But…” Merrick’s gaze drifted over her. “You don’t need to feel guilty.”
I almost fucking passed out.
