He strokes a finger across my face, tucking my hair behind my ear, and his lip lifts to that roguish Six smile I once loved. “What are you thinking about?” “Day I saw you on the other side of that wall, I knew I’d do anything to have you. Anything.” What must be a girlish smile plasters on my face, drawing his eyes to my mouth. Hand to my nape, he drags me into him, crushing me against his lips with a kiss.
