Dana POV
He kissed me. Hunter kissed me. Right on the lips, in front of everyone to see it. I touched my mouth, feeling my lips continuing to tingle, looking up at the mistletoe, my body humming and almost vibrating with pure joy. I had dreamed he would do this, but the reality was far sweeter than anything I could ever have imagined. He had been possessive, his tongue delving inside my mouth, exploring me as I clutched onto him, my knees feeling as though they were about to buckle beneath me, every part of my body becoming heated with desire. It was not the type of kiss a stepbrother gave to his stepsister. Not even a kiss that was under the mistletoe. I was in shock as he left, unable to deny that my body had been craving so much more and wondering where we went from here. Was I reading
