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She made a little excited noise in her throat that made him smile.
He could so easily fall in love with this girl. He was halfway there already.
And not the popstar, not the woman who sold out stadiums and had countless number one hits. But the beautiful weirdo who squeaked when she was delighted and couldn’t cook an egg to save her life.
Tentative fingers touched the hair on his face along his jaw line, down to his chin, and back up again.
“Oh, it’s soft,” she whispered.
He cracked one eye open. She was so close to him, the heat of her body washed against his side.
“You didn’t think it’d be soft?” he asked, trying not to move his mouth too much.
“I hoped,” she said, her fingers gained confidence and she used both hands on each cheek. “I thought it might be scratchy.”
“I condition it,” he said.
Her thumb brushed over his lower lip and heat swept through his body and he swallowed.
“Do you have to trim it every day?” she asked, still stroking him in a way that somehow felt more intimate than he’d expected.
“Mm-hm.”
Her eyes snapped to his. This close he could see her dilated pupils and the pink tinge on her cheeks.
“Sorry,” she whispered.
But her thumb brushed his lip again and he held himself as still as he could when everything in him wanted to catch her by the back of her neck and pull her to him.
“I think I want to kiss you,” she said, sounding slightly confused and a lot breathless.
His pulse thundered below his skin and he knew he should end this. Push her hands away and blame it on too much wine.
But he didn’t.
He reached out a hand and curved it around her jaw, his fingers reaching back to the nape of her neck, his thumb resting onher cheek. He did an ab curl, bracing himself up on his other forearm.
She didn’t move back and they met in the middle, their lips separated by millimeters.
He took a deep breath, inhaling her sweet scent that had started to haunt his dreams. Her warm breath washed over his mouth and he closed his eyes.
“Ace,” she whispered. “Is this a good idea?” Her lips brushed over his as she spoke, sending spikes of awareness to his lower extremities.
He wet his lips with his tongue and it grazed hers in the process. Electricity shot through him, making it difficult to concentrate on anything other than her mouth and its proximity to his.
“I don’t know,” he answered honestly, trying to keep his head clear before he did something they both regretted.
If she wanted this, she would have to make the final move. She’d have to close the gap because he didn’t want her to feel pressured in any way. People were always expecting so many things from her.
He wasn’t going to be another voice pulling her in a direction she wasn’t even sure she wanted to go.
Their mouths hovered too close to be considered innocent though. A line had been blurred. They could still go back. If she pulled away, he wouldn’t stop her and he would never bring it up.
But this moment, her heat, her breath, her mouth, he would dream about this moment for the rest of his life. Because he’d beenthisclose to everything he never knew he wanted.
A soft whimper washed over his mouth just before she kissed him. He let out a groan of relief as the warmth of her mouth crashed into his. His fingers flexed against the back of her head and he pulled her closer.
Her lips opened over his and his tongue answered the invitation, tasting wine and honey. The softness of her mouth, coupled with the heat of her breath, went to his head, making him dizzy with desire.
