33: The Bohemian Rhapsody

TAYA's POV : Do I trust him? What was that supposed to mean? I didn’t know what to make of it and I was still lost in my thoughts, when suddenly and without warning, Judah’s hand reached for my face and he pulled me in. His lips found mine and he kissed me with such tenderness and fervor. He had never done that before and for a split second, I forgot how to breathe. I was caught in a daze, and he wasn’t showing any signs of slowing down. Instead, he then pushed me back against the wall and his strong body was pressed up against me. This ignited a spark in my brain and I immediately threw my hand over his neck and I kissed him back with everything I got. He groaned lowly as I parted his lips with the tip of my tongue. My tongue delved into his mouth and we tasted like blood and cigarette, which was a horrible combination, but I didn't care. I didn’t want to stop either. I just want him to know that someone cares for him. That someone loves him. I was taking charge of the kiss and he was