Gideon didn't say anything. Instead, with the hand that wasn't pinning Phoebe down, he gently brushed his fingers along her cheek. She tensed up instinctively, her breathing going shallow.He dipped his head, pressing his thin lips to the side of her neck. He closed his eyes, those thick, dark lashes trembling just a little. He kissed her slowly and deliberately, trailing feather-light kisses upward, inch by inch.It felt like tiny ants were crawling along her skin, setting every nerve on fire. Her body shivered lightly with each press of his mouth; her heart twitched like a cat was scratching at it, the itch so intense that she almost wanted to cry out.By the time his lips reached her ear, she'd gone completely still and was covered in goosebumps.This was something friends could never do. But now, the two of them could.Gideon's kisses carried so much heat; he kept his hand on hers as he brushed his lips against her ear. But when he spoke, his voice was dead serious, exactly th
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