Chapter Thirty-Seven
Pressing my lips to his, I danced my tongue over his bottom lip. Trying to let him know that I wanted them both. That I wouldn’t put one above the other. His lips parted and he chased my tongue into my mouth. Kissing me until my lungs burned and I had to pull away from him and suck in a deep breath.
“No fair, you get a head start and the first kiss,” Cy said, bringing his hands up to undo the zipper of my dress.
“Next time, don’t make yourself my problem and warn her.” Leo said, his voice gruff as his fingers slid up to the sides of my panties, tugging on the thin knotted strings. A smile ghosted over his lips before he tilted his head to the side. “Isobel, I want you to kiss Cyrus.”
I leaned my back against Cy’s chest, tilting my head back so that I could look at
