Darius wasn't able to hold back. The recently turned ruby lips were tempting enough on their own. He shouldn't be expected to keep his hands to himself when they are lifted into a pout, inviting him to feel them.
He lifted her chin with a flick of his fingers, ready to have a taste. He leaned over, their noses barely an inch apart. Laurel's eyes went wide. The proximity took her back to the day she was kissed on the forehead.
They had hugged, and she received a forehead kiss from him.
Following this pattern, was he going to have a lip kiss? Laurel didn't know how to react!
Close her eyes. She closed them.
It didn't feel right, so she opened them again.
Her cheeks were hot, and her breathing stalled. Her body refused to function the proper way!
Laurel assumed her reaction wouldn't be
