Bad Romance
I tried again, though the word came out softer than I intended.
He didn’t answer.
Instead, his lips moved slowly against mine again, lingering this time, and the quiet intensity of the moment made my heart beat wildly against my ribs.
His thumb brushed lightly along my jaw. The small gesture sent a shiver down my spine.
My fingers curled unconsciously into the fabric of his shirt.
For someone who always looked so calm and controlled, Vincenzo kissed like a man who had been starving.
When his mouth shifted slightly and his teeth caught my lower lip in a gentle tug, a soft gasp escaped me before I could stop it.