Her cheeks flushed a soft pink that only made her more irresistible. I smirked, watching her try to maintain composure while her body betrayed her every thought.
“Don’t look at me like that,” Michelle said, her voice barely above a whisper.
“Like what?” I teased, leaning in slightly, enjoying the way her breath hitched. “Like I want to kiss you again? Or like I’m imagining all the ways I’m going to make you pay for keeping me in the dark?”
Her eyes widened, and for a moment, I thought I had pushed her too far. But then she surprised me by grabbing my collar and pulling me closer. “Both,” she murmured before pressing her lips to mine.
Damn. This shy, hesitant Michelle had an edge to her, and I liked it—a lot.
The kiss deepened, a slow burn that spread warmth through my chest, chasing a
