My tickling intensifies until he grabs my wrists in his strong hand and suddenly I’m flipped over on my back with Callum poised over me in the sand. My mood instantly shifts. He’s breathing heavy, smiling, his hair falling over his eyes as he gazes down on me. Desire hangs heavy over me, and I can’t drag my eyes away from Callum’s lips. We’re so close. This is one of those perfect scenes for a movie. He could just lean in, closing the distance, or I could—
