Until suddenly, he dipped his face down—and I held my breath—and he did the last thing I would have ever expected. Rip brushed his dry, warm lips over mine. Over the corner of my mouth. Over the length of my lips. Just the quickest, lightest, most feather-like kiss of my life. And just as quickly as it happened, it was over. He rolled back down to his back, leaving me…. Just like that. Rip had kissed me. Me.
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