Selene's POV
Before I could make up my mind, Victor suddenly deepened the kiss. It wasn't gentle anymore. It was hungry and… possessive.
I should have pushed him back and reminded him that we were in the middle of a divorce, that I was still mad at him.
But I didn’t stop him because for one second, just one breath, I didn’t want to.
His thumb slowly started brushing over my skin like he was memorizing the shape of me, and somehow, my hands found their place on his chest. Instead of pushing him away, my lips responded to his without hesitation.
I let out a soft gasp as his hands pulled me close, his hardness pressing against me, making my head spin. His hand then slid down, fingers reaching the edge of my shirt. As he began to lift it, I snapped back to my senses.
“No,” I whispered s
