So I guess what I’m trying to say is thank you. You saved—” I never got to finish my sentence. Rhys grabbed me by my waist, pulled me forward, and pressed his lips to mine. I stood paralyzed as he wrapped his arms around me. The swell of his chest was firm against me as his hands worked up to cup my cheeks and then plunge into my hair. My breath caught in my throat as his tongue slipped between my teeth. He explored my mouth with an eagerness that rivaled the desire swirling to life inside me.
