Caesar's POV
The kiss came out of nowhere, stunning me into stillness.
Her technique was terrible—clumsy, unpracticed—but even that was enough to ignite something fierce inside me.
And I was more than willing to drown in it.
The next second, I took control. I pulled her fully into my arms, my hand sliding around her waist, and deepened the kiss without asking permission.
Her scent wrapped around me, I let myself imagine that time could just stop here. That everything could freeze in this exact instant.
But then the night breeze swept over us, and she jerked back, shoving herself out of my arms. Her breathing was ragged, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she tried to claw back her composure.
She sucked in a breath and forced a smile. "Caesar, it doesn't matter i
