THE REJECTED OMEGA’S MATE : a tale of unexpected love
“And here I was thinking you were all mature and stuff. But nope, just a baby.”
He shot me a playful glare. “A baby, huh? And how old are you, exactly?”
“26,” I said, sitting up a little straighter. “Which means I’m older than you, kiddo.”
Josh narrowed his eyes and leaned toward me, a mischievous glint in his eyes. “Kiddo, huh?”
“Yep.” I grinned, enjoying the teasing. “I could practically babysit you.”
Josh’s face shifted from playful to something else, something more intense. In one swift motion, he leaned in and pressed his lips against mine. The kiss caught me off guard, my heart pounding as his hand moved to cup my face, deepening the kiss with a sudden, undeniable heat.
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