It was impossible not to get swept away by Christian’s confidence. Instead of adding a brick to my worries about not living up to expectations, his faith in me fortified me enough to lock those ugly, taunting voices in my head back in the box where they belonged. “Yes,” I said, my lungs tight but my breathing easier than it’d been all afternoon. “Good.” His lips dipped and touched mine in the softest of kisses. It wasn’t the first time we’d gotten this close, but it felt more effortless. Less of a kiss, more of a promise.
