Chapter Eighteen

POV Azalea

As he pulled me closer I nuzzled closer to his warmth, the scent of his body filled my nostrils and I felt a stirring inside me. I knew this was dangerous territory we were treading on. Yesterday before the ball we came too close to giving into our desires and if I continued down this road I was afraid of what I may do. He had hurt me and it wasn't something I could just ignore. Also his words nagged me in the back of my mind, he said he didn't sleep with Vanessa but what about her text messages, what about him staying at her house, what about their time at the bed and breakfast?

The whole thing was so confusing. But right now, in this moment, with his body so close to mine I felt my wall slowly crumbling. I leaned in, our lips brushing against each other, and then finally, I gave in to the desire I've been fighting for so long. I pressed my lips firmly against his, feeling his warmth spread through my body as I explored his mouth with my tongue. He groaned deeply into the