Chapter 55

“I don’t plan to let you go until I have the free will to kiss you.” She smiled, leaning over me, but turned her face away. “It’s not that serious, Mist; it would just be kissing, nothing more, no tongue or anything.” I gave him a serious look. Yes, I felt like kissing him, but I wasn’t going to admit it.

“Stephen, you’re hurting me.” I lied, I had to let go for sure if I told him that, but he didn’t just move one closer to me glued his chest to mine as he grinned like a chasing cat. I tried to move, but I could hardly do it.

I struggled again, although it didn’t last long as he stuck his lips to mine, gently keeping them there; I also took the opportunity to free my hands. At first, I wanted to push him away so he would get off me, but I made the mistake of moving my jaw, lengthening the kiss, and inviting him to do the same, smiling. He kept kissing me slowly as if he was afraid of hurting me or maybe that I would fiz