“Okay, well…” He pauses, drawing out a long breath. “I was wondering what happened between you and Hardin.” He bites down on his bottom lip. I quickly look away. “I don’t know if we should discuss Hardin, and I…” “I don’t need specifics. I just want to know if it’s really, truly over this time?” I swallow. It’s hard to say, but I reply, “It is.” “You’re sure?” What? I turn back to look at him. “Yes, but I don’t see what—” I’m cut off by Zed’s lips pressing against mine. His hands move to my hair and his tongue pushes through my closed mouth.
SIR
