Braden catches me without difficulty, capturing me beneath strong arms as I wrap my legs around his waist and thank him by placing my lips firmly on his. I thank him in a way that feels so much deeper than with common, expected words. He carries me toward my bedroom, shifting us so my butt is perched on his left arm, the move not surprising me in the slightest. Braden’s biceps are the size of my thighs. With his now free hand, he grips my nape, tilting my head and deepening the kiss. A sudden wave of appreciation has my skin buzzing and belly flooded with a few sets of flapping wings.
