“I can’t fucking leave without knowing what it’s like to kiss you . . .” he said through his teeth. “When it’s just for us. Not for anyone else. Not for show.” Clearly sensing his hesitation to go, the conflict being waged inside of him, Skylar maintained her hold on his shirt, using it to pull herself closer, closer, while he held his breath, letting it out on a big shudder when she went up on her toes, pressing her open mouth to the back of his neck and releasing a warm exhale. “Go on. Show me how to make out, Robbie.”
