Chapter 75
- His lips were warm against mine. He tasted faintly like peppermint and something sweeter I couldn’t place. His hand found the curve of my waist, holding me gently, like I might pull away any second. I didn’t. Not right away.
- The kiss was good. Soft. Controlled. The kind that didn’t rush. It felt like it should’ve meant something.
- But it didn’t feel like Ryder.