Rosella
He leaned closer the instant those words left his mouth, and my breath caught in my throat. My heart thudded wildly, echoing in my ears as the world seemed to still around us.
His gaze lingered on my lips before his hand gently cupped my cheek, the warmth of his skin spreading through me like fire. My lashes fluttered shut as his breath brushed the tip of my nose—soft, teasing, and far too intimate.
I shouldn't be doing this,I thought desperately, every nerve in my body screaming for me to move away.
But before I could, our lips met.
My eyes flew open in shock, hands instinctively pressing against his shoulders.
What have I done?
I just kissed a man I barely knew—betraying Damian in the process. Guilt crashed through me like a wave, sharp and suffocating. "No," I breathed out between our lips, pushing Alistair back.
