One moment, Liora was leaning against the door, and the next moment she was on me. No hesitation. No warning. It was just a flash of her fiery red hair and the press of her palms against my chest. Her mouth crushed against mine like she had decided this was happening, and I had better keep up. I froze for half a heartbeat, surprised, but not unhappy. Not even close. Her scent was all around me, flooding every thought I had tried to keep straight since the moment I had met her. Smoke and rain and something sharper underneath that made my pulse trip. She made a small, frustrated sound when I didn’t immediately move, and that sound broke something open in me. I kissed her back. Hard. Her fingers slid up my neck, into my hair, tugging just enough to make my breath hitch. My hands found her hip
