"Let me show you that the bullet is what you love. You love me, Mia." I breathed. I tried desperately to shake my head and say no. At least I didn't say yes.

"Kiss me," he demanded. This time, I shook my head. "Kiss me." I jerked upright. I sucked in a breath and then let myself go.

Two steps forward. One more.

My hands found his face. His eyes burned as they stared right back at me. He licked his lips, his eyes flickering to my lips. I inched onto my toes and then kissed his neck.

His chin.

His jaw.

The corner of his lips.

I gave him a quick lick.

He leaned in, but I pulled back.

"You asked me..." I breathed out. "Now let me," I demanded.

His lips parted as he conceded. His Adam's apple bobbed as he waited.

Antic.i.p.ation, I realized, made the moment sweeter than anything I had ever experienced. He was right... every cell in my body was blazing hotter than the sun, and he just stood there. He had made one small attempt to get closer, but nothing else.

"What are you capable of?" I asked, knowing the answer well. "What can you do to me?" I wish I could keep the amus.e.m.e.nt out of my voice. I parted my mouth slowly and then pressed our mouths together. My hands found his hair. I pulled his head back and then kissed him harder, pressing forward until we were stumbling onto the couch.

"Are you ready?" he asked.

"To see?" he nodded. "Yes," I gulped. "Show me." All signs of teasing vanished. His hands gripped my waist as he kissed me. He was slow and deliberate. He pulled a hand away from my waist and brought it to my neck.

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