I was losing my mind. Yes, that is what was going on here. But did I care enough to pull away? No.

It wasn't even a deep kiss—just his lips on mine, more of a peck—but it was enough to drive me insane.

I felt him pull away, his breath on my nose. I did not open my eyes. I stood there, waiting, until I heard him ask if I was going to keep my arms up. I opened my eyes to see he was already across the room at the bedside, sliding his shirt on.

The arm thing struck me, and I instantly dropped ...