Sonia's POV
I kissed him.
It wasn’t soft or sweet. It felt like a clash and a claim. Rob’s lips were firm, and sweet. A low sound escaped his mouth, hitting deep on his chest to mine. He groped my cheek with his hands and crossed my hair, holding me to him as he took control of the kiss. It was nothing like I’d ever imagined. It was heat and a promise of something wild but sweet.
When he finally pulled back, we were both breathing hard.
“That,” he said, his voice thick, “was your second lesson. Don't be afraid to take what you want.”
He stepped back, releasing me. I felt dizzy, my lips tingling.
“Tomorrow, at dawn. Meet me at the north gate. Wear something you can move in. No pink.” He walked to the garage door and pushed it open. Cool night air rushed in. “Now go to your room. Slee
