Then his hand drifted lower, sliding down my arm. The tips of his fingers brushed my bare skin, featherlight, enough to leave goosebumps in their wake. I shivered before I could stop myself, and his eyes darkened as if he’d been waiting for that very reaction.
A deep chuckle rumbled from his chest, low and satisfied. “That’s what I thought.” His smirk grew, dangerous and smug. He leaned closer, close enough that I could feel the warmth of his breath against my lips. “And if you should know, you affect me too.”
Before I could move, before I could even blink, his hand slid to my jaw, firm and commanding, tilting my face up toward his. His grip wasn’t harsh, but it left no room for escape.
And then—he kissed me.
His lips crashed against mine with sudden force, stealing the very air from m
