CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
CONNOR
For the first time in years, I pour my soul out to a woman and risk everything—my heart, career, and reputation.
But I can’t keep pushing her away, especially now that we’ve confessed our true feelings. If I don’t get over my insecurities and give us a chance, I’ll lose her for good. I’m not willing to accept that.
“Connor.”
“Yes?”
“Kiss me.”
In one quick movement, I close the gap between us and cup her face. When my mouth collides with hers, everything around us stops.
Tasting Elle is something I’ve often fantasized about but to actually feel her lips against mine is better than I could’ve ever imagined. But it’s not enough.
I want to touch every inch of her and claim her as mine. Our tongues brush together, and I tilt her head back so I can sink deeper in
