Her tongue slid along my lips this time, and I let her in easily. She tasted so sweet—a berry-like flavor that washed into my mouth. My hands slid over her shoulders and into her hair. I tugged at the hair ties until they gave away from the tension and let her silky hair fall against her shoulders. My fingers twisted in the strands and firmly held her to me as I backed us against the desk. “Everett,” she gasped, breaking our kiss. My lips were numb, and her face paint looked hilarious. “Sienna,” I assured her, bringing her back to me. I said her name like it was a promise—that she was meant to
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