Chapter 140 Seeing Him Again
- Hugo and I kiss softly, chastely, with only our lips pressing together. Eyes closed, I lean into him, savoring the closeness. I’m going through the motions of what it should be like to kiss a man I adore. And it’s fine. Sweet, even.
- But mostly fine.
- Kissing Hugo does not elicit the same jolts of pleasure and desire rushing through me as kissing Miles did.