Well then, he would live up to that standard.
He slipped his hands to either side of her face and let his fingers slide into the thick cascade of her dark hair. As thick as a horse’s mane and as soft as the tip of a horse’s muzzle.
Justin wanted to…
He dug his fingers into her hair and fluffed it outward. Reached back in and stirred it around until it was in total and absolute disarray.
“What the—” She batted at his hands, but he didn’t stop until not a single hair was still in place.
“I promised to be inappropriate. The proper thing to do was to kiss you until you melted into a molten pile of Kara Moretti. So…”
“So instead you mussed up my hair.”
He shrugged easily.
She opened her mouth to protest, and that’s when he kissed her. He might be all proper and decent, at least most of
