Olivia’s POV-
Daniel leaned in, and his hot breath fanned my face, just before his lips pressed onto mine. The first touch of our lips were gentle, tentative, like he was not sure that he would hurt me. But when I reached up and slid my hand into the hair on the back of his head, he pressed a little harder. Then his lips moved against mine, and I mimicked his movements. His lips were soft and full and felt incredible against mine.
He pulled away all too soon, making me whimper.
“You are healing, and I don’t want to make you too breathless, that you take deep breaths and hurt your ribs.” He whispered.
I nodded and looked down, chewing my bottom lip. His finger hooked under my chin and lifted my head, so I could meet his gaze.
He smiled softly, “I will kiss you as much as I can, even if
