Barrett’s lips were warm and moist against mine. A heat I’d never felt before rose within me. I grabbed Barrett and he grabbed onto me. We held each other tightly for a moment, kissing firmly. His grip was shockingly strong, but I felt secure in it and wished he would hold me even closer. I wrapped my arms around him, my hands caressing his huge back.
Then, like someone flipped on a switch, I pulled away from Barrett and broke out of his arms. His warmth was still on my lips, as was the warmth from his body, but despite that, I didn’t want to be near him right now.
Barrett seemed to feel the same. I could tell he wanted to grab me and hold me close again, but he cleared his throat and said, “Er, it’s getting late. I am sure you are tired. I need to go back to my room.”
I nodded shakily
