47 × Fleeting Feelings

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“Can we— I’m getting cold, Joss. I need to change.” Jessi forced a smile and a calm voice, trying to ignore the chafing way her clothes stuck to her skin.

Beside his bare feet, his soaked shirt and pants begged for attention. Why wouldn't he just let her leave?

Her body shivered under the showerhead, her heart pounded against her chest, and now her feet felt a bit funny on the cold tiles.

Instead of letting go of her wrist, Jenson held her face and kissed her on the lips.

Her brain froze. It took her breath away. She gawked at him while his body pressed against hers to keep her immobile. Their proximity kept disrupting her breathing, as well as the softness of his beautiful mouth. She just didn't expect any of this. Or that they would end up kissing in her shower in the middle of a stormy night.

When she didn't back off or kick him where it counted, the guy pulled away again, just to look her dead in the eyes. Was he gauging her real feelings? His soft and warm lips touched hers