KANE

My lips brushed against Aria's. Fingers thrust through her hair to steady her.

She smelt of coffee

She didn't pull away.

My hand on her shoulder moved to the small of her back. Grabbing a thuft of her hair, I tilted her head and deepened the kiss. My tongue running along the line of her lips.

Her hands flew up to my chest.

She was pushing me away.

“Stop!” she breathed.

“I don't see why.”

She pushed harder.

“This wasn't what we agreed on.”

“Why ...