I open my mouth, to warn him about the rabbit teeth, and his tongue touches mine. I feel my eyes widen, but Jared has his closed, so I do the same. He kisses me and doesn’t stop. I’m amazed at how he can make my mouth feel petite, dainty, yet endless all at once.
At last he pulls away, rests his forehead against mine. Beneath the skin of his neck, his pulse beats wildly.
“You have a beautiful mouth,” he says before stepping back.
I’m chilled from where my body met his, from where his lips touched mine. I want to press my fingers against that wildly beating pulse, but I can’t let go of my crushed script. I want him to kiss me again, but I can’t find the words to say so.
“Read for me?” he says.
I nod. It’s all I can do.
Jared says it’s my best reading yet. I take his word for it becaus
