Chapter 62

"What secret?" Elsie's chin was suddenly tilted up, catching her completely off guard as her gaze crashed into the depths of his dark eyes. William’s brown eyes twitched with a playful smile. "Little Johnny said that because I told him to." "...I shouldn’t have trusted you," she muttered in her head. He was standing so close—his familiar scent wrapping around her like a net. Trapped against the cold wall, her lips clamped into a straight line. William's arm around her waist tightened slightly, locking her in. His other hand gently brushed against her lips, coaxing softly, "I’ve missed you like crazy. Just one kiss, okay?" His eyes were glued to her soft, pink lips. As he whispered, he inched even closer—eager to taste that intimacy again, to feel her lips part willingly like they used to three years ago. He was almost there, breath mingling with hers, eyes smoldering with longing. Right before their lips met, Elsie abruptly shoved him away. "Have you forgotten? We’re divorced." Like a