“I love kissing you, almost as much as you love it,” he teased, a faint smile tugging at his lips. “I do,” I admitted. “Do you kiss everybody like this?” “No. Definitely not. Nothing I’ve done even comes close to you,” I said honestly. Something passed between us—something electric and far more intimate than what we’d just done. The way our eyes locked on each other, it was like the moment was suspended in space. Stretching in time. Sebastian’s smile faltered, and I watched as his walls came back up.
