Chapter 53

I don't know what caused the sudden switch in Amelia's mood, and I am not complaining when her soft lips cover mine.

One second, I am regretting not being able to keep my damn mouth shut, and the next, Amelia is crushing her full breasts against my chest, kissing me like she loves me.

Except I do know that she loves me. And that makes it all the more nerve-wracking. Because even as I respond to her lithe tongue, her shy and inquisitive moves, I am all too aware that I couldn't possibly give her what she deserves.

I wound my arm around her tiny waist, pulling her closer into me, Amelia moans into my mouth, that small sigh like sound that I have gotten used to, that I seek for like a treasure hunt and it sets me off. I forget everything else but the feel of her impossibly soft lips around mine.

I kiss her like I mean it. Because I actually do. The meeting with Hernandez must have rattled her, and I feel bad about it. Even though it was necessary. We ne