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“Yes!” Kane shouted.
Something took over, and I weaved in and out of traffic like a pro. The car demanded not to be behind anyone. Perhaps my dreams should demand the same. I’d never felt so powerful and in control as I was in this moment when I was one with the car. Sadly, Atlanta traffic had its say and came to a standstill. More than likely there was an accident up ahead.
When we came to a complete stop, I glanced over at Kane, who was gazing at me. “Thrilling, right?”
I nodded, still trying to catch my breath from the excitement of it all.
“You know what would be more thrilling?” Kane leaned toward me, his eyes piercing me. “Kissing you.”
I swallowed hard and gripped the steering wheel. The adrenaline from driving the car added to thought of Kane kissing me had me seriously buzzing. “Kane.” I licked my lips involuntarily, then remembered it was one of the steps I had written down in my notes.
He inched closer. The summer heat and humidity wafting in through the open windows had nothing on how hot Kane was making me feel.
“Yes, darlin’?”
“Um . . . I have to warn you that, um . . . well, the truth is . . . I’ve never really kissed anyone.”
He backed away with his brow furrowed. “Never?”
My face burned so red I had to turn away from him. “Well, I kind of did once. But I did watch a dozen YouTube videos today on how to do it right. I even took notes,” I rambled without thinking of how much lamer that made me sound.
He brushed back my hair, which was probably ten times bigger than it normally was due to the wind and humidity. “Scarlett,” he whispered so tenderly.
I turned toward him. Traffic still wasn’t going anywhere. “I wouldn’t blame you if you changed your mind about kissing me,” my voice cracked.
“I haven’t changed my mind, but it gives me some pause.”
I lowered my head. “Oh.”
“Scarlett, please look at me.”
I dared a peek at him.
“Will you promise me something?”
“Of course.” I would promise him anything.
“Promise me you will never do anything with me that makes you feel uncomfortable. And that you will always tell me if you feel like I’m pushing the limits.”
“I promise,” I whispered, feeling so overwhelmed by him. He was too good to be true.
“Put the car in park.” He leaned in.
I did as he asked, completely mesmerized by him.
He took my glasses off and gently placed them on the dashboard before taking my face in his hands and drawing me toward him. We were so close I could smell the mint on his breath.
“You use the three-finger method,” I said, breaking the moment. I was an idiot.
He tilted his head. “Three-finger method?”
“Some guy mentioned it on one of the videos. He said if a man wanted more control, he should wrap three fingers behind the woman’s head and his thumbs should land on her cheeks.”
Kane grinned.
“I’m . . . ridiculous,” I trailed off.
“No, you’re innocent and wonderful.”
He inched closer, his mouth teasing mine.
I swallowed hard, not believing this was actually going to happen. “Should I turn my head a certain way?”
“Scarlett,” he whispered. “Close your eyes.”
Right. I forgot that step. My eyes drifted closed while I held my breath.
I felt Kane’s warm lips first on my brow, then my nose. He kissed each cheek and lingered there, his hot breath making me shiver. He tilted my head gently to the left before kissing the corner of my mouth.
I let out the breath I had been holding in a long, dreamy sigh.
Finally, Kane’s lips found my own. He barely brushed them, but I gasped from the pleasure of it. It was better than any sensation I’d ever experienced. That was, until his lips pressed against mine and his tongue invited my lips to part as if he was giving me the option. In that moment, I knew exactly what I wanted. My body instinctively did what Kane silently instructed it to do. As soon as I got a taste of him, I gripped his shirt, hardly able to contain myself. He tasted like unfathomable possibilities and strawberries and mint.
Kane’s tongue gently swept my mouth before he groaned and deepened the kiss.
My hands twisted in his shirt while the rest of me went weak.
Abruptly, his lips slid off mine.
My eyes popped open. “Did I do something wrong?”
For a moment he didn’t speak, only blinked a few times as if he were stunned.
I knew it. It was awful for him. I tried to pull away, but he wouldn’t let go of my face.
“Scarlett, you are more intoxicating than whiskey,” he breathed out as if he were trying to catch his breath.
“Really?” I smiled.
He leaned his forehead against mine. “I could easily get drunk off you.”
I certainly felt tipsy. My head was swirling, and I had a million butterflies in my stomach. It was the best feeling ever.
