MAIA
Keir and I stumbled out of the car, laughter bubbling between us before a squeal tore through my lips as he suddenly scooped me up, my arms instinctively wrapping around his neck.
I could not stop myself from closing the gap between us, and our lips locked in a feverish kiss that made me barely breathe, but I didn't care. I didn’t want to stop. I didn’t want the night to end. Keir held me tightly, as if he could never let go—and I did not want him to as we pressed against each other, my heart racing as we approached the door.
We had a great time at the bar, with me trying to win every game and trying everything. Before I knew it, the night was over and we needed to leave. The drive felt like a blur, with our hands tightly linked and the tension between us increasing with each mile
