The Wild Virgin (HER POV)
“Well, I’m not a kid either, but you keep saying I am.”
His lips quirked, sharp and taunting. “Because you are. You’re a baby.”
“And you’re not?” I raised a brow, refusing to back down.
“Nope.”
A reckless spark ignited inside me, daring me forward. “Prove it,” I challenged, my voice lowering, almost a whisper.
Ram’s gaze shifted in an instant, dark, smoldering, dangerous. “Oh, hell, I can.”
And before I could even blink, he crushed his mouth against mine. The kiss was hard, consuming, deep, like he’d been holding himself back all morning and finally decided he was done waiting.
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