Andrew Lieberman
Sweet Lord! I want to kiss her, but it is not the right time... The energy between us, the attraction, and the undeniable s****l tension speak volumes. I caressed her cheek and felt her breath shiver under my touch. She fights me back in every way, but I can feel it when she opens a small crack. I can feel her.
I leaned closer, and I felt her breath hitch. She was preparing for it, but I knew better. Instead of going for her lips, which I desperately wanted to taste, I went for her cheek. "Kiss One," I said, and when she opened her eyes, locking them with mine, I could see one feeling crossing them - disappointment.
She licked her lips and lowered her gaze, "Out of six..." I said, and she gasped.
"What?" she protested,
"You want the burger, right? That counts as c
