Page 72 of Someone Exactly Like Me (Wounded Hearts 1)
He wraps his arms around me, I curl myself around his body. Never having experienced such a deep and profound moment with a man, I’m shaken to my core.
I’m falling.
Releasing each other, we breathe in the same air that hangs between our mouths.
“We should probably get some sleep,” I say quietly.
“Okay.”
We get out of the hot tub and towel off. I wrap my towel around my body and unclip my hair as we enter the suite. Neither of us had thought to turn on any lights before we went outside. He walks me to the door of my bedroom, adjacent to the living area where the fireplace is lit, casting a glow over the room.
Before going into my room, I turn to face him. “Good night.”
“Buona notte.”
His hands pass my jaw as he snakes his fingers through my hair, imprisoning my head in his grasp. This time, as he moves his lips from my left cheek to my right, he stops, nose to nose, staring into my eyes, exhaling into my parted lips. Unable to stop myself, I heave a breath into his mouth. My heart thrashes around my rib cage.
Kiss me.
