Rome couldn't move after hearing Sylvia's words. He just stared at her, watching the way her lips moved and the crease forming on her forehead.
"H-hey, Rome, say something… I said—"
Before Sylvia could even finish, Rome silenced her by crashing his lips against hers, pressing her firmly against the wall.
They were in the farthest corner, where the shadows cloaked them, and the dimness gave Rome the courage to devour her lips with a kiss.
Damn… it's only been three days since I last saw her, but it already feels like forever. I missed her sweetness, her lips, her scent, everything about her. Addicting.
He didn't even notice how the kiss deepened, growing hotter, until Sylvia, startled at first began to respond, her lips moving back against his.
They only pulled apart when their lungs begged for air, both of them gasping, their breaths uneven.
Rome's gaze lingered on her flushed face.
