I could feel his breath against my face, my chest unable to move as all I could think about was how close Archer Jones was to me, panic was tightening within me as I could sense his close proximity. My mind was going into overdrive, was he really going to kiss me? What if I was a bad kisser? What if I drooled accidentally and had to wipe my mouth after? What if I banged his nose with mine and gave him a nose bleed?
‘Cassidy!’ came Wade’s voice suddenly from the doorway, pulling me from my thoughts. Snapping my eyes open, I pulled away, swivelling my head toward the kitchen door just as Wade strode out, his eyes searching for me.
Spotting me sat across from Archer whose hand had dropped back to his side, his eyes narrowed before he approached us and held out his hand to me. ‘Come on princ
