SAMANTHA'S POV

The tension that hung in the atmosphere was palpable, both of us startled by the intensity of the moment. In that split second, I braced myself for his harsh words, for the cutting remarks that would surely follow my outburst.

Without uttering a single word, Lucas closed the distance between us, his hand gently cupping my cheek. Before I could react or comprehend what was happening, his lips pressed against mine in a fervent kiss. It was a kiss that held a mixture of desperation, frustration, and other emotions I couldn't comprehend at that point. My initial shock quickly transformed into a wavering amusement, and I found myself instinctively responding to his kiss.

Time seemed to stand still as our lips moved in a perfect synchrony.The emotions swirling within me were a jumble of confusion, surprise, and an unexpected warmth that radiated through my body. I couldn't deny that he was good with his lips, the way his tongue searched for mine and for a second I was lost to the deep seas