The kiss was giving chills.Caspian's lips were warm and firm against hers, tasting like whiskey and something darker. His hand slid into her hair, gripping gently, and Lia felt a jolt of heat shoot straight through her body. God. When was the last time Julian kissed her like this? Like he actually wanted her? Never. The answer was never. Caspian pulled back slightly, his gray eyes searching her face. "Are you sure about this?" "Yes." Her voice came out breathless. "I'm sure." He stood, pulling her up with him, and led her toward the bedroom. His movements were still slightly unsteady, whatever was affecting him not quite worn off, but his grip on her hand was firm. Certain. The bedroom was dim, only the city lights filtering through the floor-to-ceiling windows. Caspian turned to face her, and for a moment they just stood there, breathing hard, staring at each other. Then his hands were on her waist, pulling her close. His mouth found hers again, hungrier this time. Desperate. L
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