Ember Frost’s POV

I could see it in the way he was acting—he wanted to kiss me. The way he looked at me, all vulnerable yet somehow sweet, made it obvious. And truth be told, it’s exactly what I wanted, too. I’d been trying to ignore it, but deep down, I knew my feelings for him went far beyond friendship. It was something deeper, something more intense.

I was over the moon about doing this. After he kissed me so passionately, it felt like I had a fever. My breath came in shallow ...