“Told you someone could be watching,” I murmur. Bella, with her lips swollen and pink, slides her eyes from me to Ben. Then her husky voice rolls toward me as she stretches up, her hand sliding in my hair once more as she pulls me down. “Then keep kissing me.” I don’t need to be asked twice. Bending, I seal my lips against hers, cradling her like she’s the most precious thing on this earth. Because, let’s face it…she is.
