“Ares, wha–” Before I could say anything else, he had lifted me up onto the kitchen island, the heated table immediately shooting a tingle all over my body.
When I thought he was going to just kiss me, I was surprised when he stopped, his hands still gripping on my waist as his gray eyes temptingly stared into mine.
“If you want me to stop, tell me right now. I can let go of you, and we can go back to our very nice, very polite date.”
I gulped nervously as his eyes felt like they were piercing through me.
“Or?”
He grinned and instantly it felt like waterfalls just got released underneath me.
“Or I can continue to kiss you and probably end up doing more than that.”
His words had a hint of certainty to it just as his eyes held more to his proposition. In between his deep breath
