Kayla
He holds my waist tight. I can feel the heat of his body against mine. His mouth doesn't leave mine for a second. It is a deep, heavy kiss that makes my head spin.
As he pulls me closer, I can only think one thing: Is this how it feels to kiss Damien Blackwood?
It isn't cold or professional. It feels like fire. I can taste the wine on his breath and feel his heart beating fast against my chest.
His hands are strong on my skin, and for the first time, I don't feel like his assistant.
I wrap my arms around his neck, pulling him even closer. I don't want the kiss to end. I don't care about the money or the fake contract anymore. Right now, this feels more real than anything else.
He's so respectful with it. His hands stay firmly on my waist, never straying or touching me anywher
