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I shake my head. “You’ll tell me when you’re ready.”
She looks at me as if I’m one of the seven wonders of the world.
Christ, I really want to kiss her.
Abigail keeps staring up at me, and when I slowly lower my head, she doesn’t try to pull away. Not wanting to move too fast, I press a kiss to her cheek before lifting my head and meeting her eyes.
When she places her hands on my sides, I take it as a good sign, but not wanting to cross a line, I ask, “Can I kiss you?”
Her eyebrows furrow together before she whispers, “No one has ever asked my permission to kiss me.”
“I don’t want to make you uncomfortable,” I explain.
Fuck, this friendship thing is pushing me to my limits, but I understand it’s what she needs from me right now.
The corner of her mouth lifts. “I wasn’t aware friends kissed each other.”
“It’s a new thing,” I chuckle.
When she doesn’t give me an answer, I ask again, “May I kiss you, Abigail?”
Just as I worry she might overthink things, she nods. “Just a kiss.”
Christ, this is a huge moment. Don’t fuck it up, Vetrov.
Lifting my hands to her face, I frame her cheeks and take a moment to just look at her.
Fuck, she’s exquisite.
I feel the anticipation growing between us, and when she lifts her chin, I lower my head. As gently as I can, I press my lips to hers.
Slow and steady wins the race. Don’t push her too hard.
It takes all my inner strength to only nip at her lips once before pulling back. Giving her a thankful smile, I murmur, “Thank you,moya lyubov'.”
Her gaze searches mine, then she asks, “That’s the entire kiss?”
Letting out a chuckle, I pull her into a hug. “Yes, don’t be greedy.”
I feel her relax against me, and she lets out a relieved sigh.
You did good, Vetrov.
I get to hold her for a minute before she pulls back.
“Would you like to sit and talk?” I gesture to the sofa. “Or we can watch a movie?”
“I’d like to talk,” she answers. When I remain standing, she asks, “Can you sit down?”
My heartbeat speeds up so fucking fast when I see the tension tightening her features.
Fuck, did I push her too hard with the kiss?
Reluctantly I sit down, resting my forearms on my knees. I lock my hands together and suck in a deep breath, my eyes glued to Abigail’s face.
For a while, she stares at the carpet, then she whispers, “Do you know what happened to me?”
“Besides the beating?” My heart stutters in my chest. “I have my suspicions.”
