107. Another chance to love

GRACELYNN….

With my elbow on the table, I rested my chin on my hands, replaying the scene in my head again.

My Goddess!

I can't stop thinking about how protectively Zion held me in his arms when we danced, about his intense gaze when he asked for my permission to kiss me, about how passionate our kiss was.

I think it was more than a kiss because we were practically making out. I felt the heat crawling on my face, remembering what Zion did to me.

I was not hungry. I haven't been so for hours. These butterflies in my stomach were affecting my appetite.

Gosh!

I could feel my cheeks heat up as soon as Zion crossed my mind again. Why can't I stop thinking about our kiss? I still remember how his lips tasted on mine and how warm his body was. His hands were big and strong and made me burn under his fingertips. I also remember his masculine scent of sandalwood, musk, and spice. Again a small smile curved on my lips.

“You are smiling to yourself! What's wrong with you, Lynn?" I snapped my h