HAZEL STYLES POV

I felt trapped under his gaze. Was he really going to kiss me? Was I going to let him?

He took a step closer, his piercing eyes making my heart beat frantically in my chest.

"Riven," I called on a breath, my hand coming up to push at his chest, but he didn't budge. Why was he so ridiculously strong, or was it just me who didn't push hard enough?

"Interesting" he murmured as his finger grazed my chin. "Do you really not want a kiss, Hazel?" He asked and I sucked in a ...