Chapter 850 Never Seen Her Cry
- Posey
- Aris’s lips are supple and warm–softer than I expected. I’m not sure what I anticipated, but it wasn’t… this.
- His mouth presses to mine–tender, soft, innocent. His hand remains on my cheek, holding me in place as he slowly eases the pressure and angles away ever so slightly. The distance is unbearable, like he’s taken the very breath from my lungs.