“Are you going to kiss me?” The corner of his mouth tips upward, flashing teeth that any dentist would be proud of. “Heard someone didn’t, so I guess it’d be a shame not to?” I tilt forward and flick my tongue over his lip teasingly, but when I giggle and start to pull back, he catches my tongue between his teeth, his fingers flexing around the curve of my jaw to keep me in place. My fingers and toes tingle as electricity forces itself to the pit of my belly when he deepens the kiss. Releasing me gently, his mouth tips in a half smile as he watches my lips. “Damn. He’s missing out.”
