GABRIELLE’S POV
His lips moved against mine, slow at first, then deeper and hungrier. His hands moved to run through my hair while the other lifted my chin up.
For someone who couldn’t feel, his kiss felt passionate and I wanted more. I placed my hand on his shoulder and he stiffened before breaking this kiss.
I caught my breath. “What’s wrong?”
He just stared at me and I could feel he was fighting the urge to run away again. I moved my hand down to his chest and felt his heart thudding wildly underneath.
“Do I make you feel, Damon?”
His mouth parted but he didn’t respond.
I placed my other hand on his chest and I heard him breathe sharply. “Is that why you push me away?”
A knock on the partition broke the moment. “We’re home, Master Damon.”
He moved back immediately, straigh
