“It’s kind of like how I feel when I look at you. I never know how you’re going to surprise me.” He cups the back of my neck and proceeds to obliterate any lingering thoughts I might have had about us and how we’re at the mercy of being at the wrong time. Beau speaks against my mouth before kissing me with an achingly soft glide of his lips. “You’re my sunset sky, baby. Bright and mysterious and beautiful all at the same time.”
