Chapter 94

Ethan's lips were kind of cool to the touch, catching her completely off guard. Was this real? Was she dreaming? Some odd romantic dream? Sure, last night he'd acted like someone drugged-overly passionate and almost out of control. She could chalk that up to the heat of the moment and her own weakness for good looks. And boy, did she pay for it-her legs were jelly the entire day. But now, what was this? That kiss had gone on for so long. When they finally pulled apart, it hit Celeste that you're supposed to close your eyes while kissing. She blinked in confusion and asked, "What... what are you doing?" "Why do you think I came here?" He moved closer, clearly unfazed by her shock. "Want me to prove it again?" "No!" Celeste quickly slapped a hand over her mouth, her voice muffled and nervous. "No need. I get it." She was rattled, like a startled little cat, her wide eyes darting around as her brain ran in overdrive trying to piece things together. Ethan let go of her. "We'll talk more at