Julian's POV
I kissed her without thinking. The second my mouth touched hers, everything in me snapped loose. Catherine's breath hitched against my lips, her fingers curling into the front of my shirt, making me lose whatever self-control I thought I had left.
I deepened the kiss, one hand coming up to the side of her jaw, with my thumb stroking her cheekbone.
God, I was starving for her. I didn't care about anything else.
My hands pressed the back of her head, pushing her forward like it could help to have enough of her, that was her phone rang in an unforgiving tone.
She jerked back like she'd been shocked. I was breathing hard, my forehead still close to hers, while trying to pull her back into another kiss before the moment shattered completely.
"Don't take it," I breathed, leaning in but she turned her face away. "It's Gabriel," she whispered, glancing at the screen. Her voice was unsteady, like she was trying to recover from the kiss too. "I— I should pick up."
