Page 13 of Naz & Roz

Naz realized then that they weren’t very far from the end of the trail that separated her family’s property from his. Shit. That meant they weren’t going to get to—

His thoughts silenced when he felt the light graze of Roz’s fingertips gliding along the side of his hand. Before he could glance down to make sure she had done what he thought she just did, her hand slipped in with his, and her fingers wove tightly around his.

“That’s better,” Roz said. “Right?”

Naz smiled. “Getting there.”

“How does it get better?”

“Let me show you.”

Roz’s eyes lit up with amusement. He thought all that bright blue staring at him looked far prettier when he sidestepped her to stop their walk. Naz moved in front of Roz without letting his grin falter for even a second. Her gaze never left his, and if anything, that smile of hers deepened into something sexier.

She knew exactly what he was going to do.

She was waiting for it.

Wanted it, even.

Keeping his one hand locked with hers, he used his other to slide around her waist, and tug her to him. Roz’s teeth nipped along her fuller bottom lip as she stared up at him through thick, long lashes.

“Getting better yet?” she asked.

“You tell me.”

“Almost, Naz.”

He was about to make it a lot better for both of them. All it took was his head tilting down, and his lips sweeping over hers with a soft kiss. Gentle and slow, at first. Teasing with his tongue striking out to meet hers when her lips parted for him. Enough for him to get a taste of the sugar on her tongue from whatever sweet drink she’d had earlier, and the cherry flavored gloss painting her lips.

Just enough.

Just a tease before he was pulling away. He’d only wanted that taste just to see … he found kissing her could quickly be addictive if he wasn’t careful. There was something about the way she watched him like that. All innocent in a blink, but absolutely capable of tempting his self-control in ways she probably didn’t even know.

And then she grabbed him by his shirt with her one hand, and pulled him closer for a harder, deeper kiss.

Hell, if she wanted it …

Naz let her pull away when she wanted to that time. That gleam in Roz’s eyes hadn’t left, though.

“Now it’s way better,” she whispered.

Naz had to agree.