Chapter 21

Lance's face inched closer until his long lashes brushed Sylvie's forehead. Their breaths intertwined, and the fresh scent of grass filled her mouth. He placed soft, fleeting kisses on her lips, like a dragonfly gliding over the surface of a pond. Sylvie didn't pull away. Taking that as her consent, Lance suddenly cupped the back of her head and deepened the kiss. The clean taste of grass lingered on their lips and tongues as his kisses grew more intense, leaving her breathless. At last, he placed one last soft kiss on her lips before slowly pulling away, unwilling to let go. Sylvie's face flushed bright red. She leaned against his chest, trying to catch her breath. "Sorry…" Lance looked at her with a kind of innocent sincerity. "I've never kissed anyone, so I didn't realize it would hit you this hard." Sylvie lifted her head to meet his gaze. "Lance, was that your first kiss?" A playful grin spread across his face. "Yeah, it was. You're the first person I've ever kissed and the