They stared at each other as if their lives depended on it. The heat emanating from their bodies was making the room hotter and hotter.
— I really want to kiss you. — says Bryan, his voice husky.
— So kiss me. — says Petra, panting.
Bryan took her hand to the back of her neck and pulled her close, their noses touching as their breaths hit each other's faces.
Petra wanted him, and Bryan wanted her just as badly.
Their gazes met and, without needing words, intimacy had already been established. Her mouths approached slowly, hands shaking with anticipation. When their lips touched, there was an electric current that ran through their bodies.
They pulled away and Bryan gently cupped Petra's cheeks, every movement calculated to build tension even further. Her hands touched each othe
