Chapter 90

He was standing with that smug and victorious smile, gleaming like he’d known I’d come running.

I didn’t think.

My feet barely touched the ground before I was on him.

He caught me before I could collide with him, his strong arms scooping me up effortlessly. The movement forced a gasp from my lips, and my legs wrapped around his torso on instinct, my arms looping around his neck.

Then his mouth was on mine.

The kiss was hard, urgent, almost bruising. Our tongue ...