Hailey's Point of View
He leaned down to me, his hands still on my face... Just a few centimetres separated his lips from mine. His warm breath swept over my face, tingling my entire body. I usually despise the scent of alcohol, but I didn't find it repulsive when his breath was thick with it.
His eyes were filled with love and need… He surely wants me in his arms and locks my lips with his.
My mouth went dried. My heart started to thump against the inside of my chest.
Would he do the honour of letting me taste his lips? How long have I been waiting for this?
Damien, please do it... Please...
Our mouths were almost touching, and I tightly closed my eyes, allowing the sweetest taste on the planet to pass through my lips...
I was waiting more than a few seconds. His lips were no
