I sniffed the air and could smell Parker's intoxicating scent. He's here. Before I could react a hand gripped my wrist a pulled me behind a wall, blocking everything around it.
From the Sparks shooting up my arm, I knew it was him.
I was about to say something, warm lips were placed on mine. My eyes went wide as his hand on my wrist gripped the side of my neck, deepening the kiss. I responded and let my free hand grip the material of his shirt on his back.
Our lips moved softly against each other and in an agonizingly slow pace that has my toes curling. His lips molded perfectly against mine and I knew there was no way I'd get use to the feeling.
He pulled me closer to him but groaned when he realized the gear we were wearing didn't allow us any closer. I forgot that we were playing la
