"Elena…" he began, unable to decide how to voice out what he wanted.

"Kiss me," she blurted out, making it easier for him.

He was stunned for a second, so he remained still,

"I want you to kiss me, Chandler," she repeated.

That did it for him, and he threw caution to the wind. A smile curved the corners of his incredibly sensual lips as his hand tightened on her waist, the hard muscles beneath his shirt pressing against her sensitive breasts as he loomed over her. She glimpsed the ...