She had never been swept off her feet before. She didn’t know the meaning of the phrase. It was just over-romantic dribble. But she understood it now. Especially as he picked her up like she weighed nothing and sat her on the edge of the table, stepping between her knees to deepen the kiss. When she tried to pull back, he caught her face in his hands, cradling them in his palms, not letting her escape so easily.
