I bit my lip.
What was the point in saying no? I craved him more than anything at that moment. More than the air I needed to breathe or the food I needed to sustain me.
"Yes," I whispered.
When he kissed me, everything disappeared. Butterflies swarmed my stomach, trapped without an escape, but it was not an uncomfortable feeling. It gave me the sense of exploding and imploding from pure bliss at the same time. Maybe it was silly to have such a romantic, emotional reaction to something as simple as a kiss after what had just transpired, but I couldn't help it. It was overwhelming. He was overwhelming. I smiled against his lips, my arms wrapped around his neck. Kit pulled back to look at me. There was something buried behind the fire in his eyes. Something small and weak, but it was there
