Suddenly, Vinson’s lips crashed against hers, catching her off guard and stealing her breath away. The kiss was gentle, tender, and heartbreakingly familiar. The kind of kiss that once made Nelsy fall in love, the kind that used to feel like home.

Oh, how she had missed this. The warmth, the softness, the way Vinson used to make her feel like she was the only one that mattered. She had missed him, or at least the version of him that used to exist.

As his lips moved against hers, Nelsy felt ...