The Rise of a Forsaken Luna
And definitely not when he cut me off, pressing his lips to mine and swallowing every word I had left to say to him.
Before that moment, I anticipated, wondering if a kiss from him would calm the storm in my heart and confirm the kind of love I had towards him.
However, in that very moment when his lips met mine for the very first time, my mind, the same one that was supposed to help me decide, went blank. My body melted in his arms, instantly.
Perhaps that was because the kiss wasn’t the gentle kind that would make me feel like a fragile flower.
It was the heated kind. The kind that burned past my lips, tongue, and mouth. The kind that had me gasping for air as soon as Kieran initiated it.