Page 25 of One Small Spark
“You wouldn’t hate it.” His voice is so sinfully smooth, I want to drizzle it over my waffles and eat it up.
“I hate everything you do.”
His mouth tips up on one side, his gaze taking its time roving over my face like a caress. When it lands on my lips, he locks in. “Do you?”
“So much.” The words are barely out before I snap.
I crush myself against him, my hands going around the back of his neck to pull him down so our mouths can crash together. The instant we connect, he’s kissing me back, pressing just as hard as I am.Finally.
A voice somewhere in my addled brain asks why we haven’tbeen doing this forever. Didn’t we know we were meant to? We should kiss all the time, every day.
His hands course up my back, pinning me to him. Mine have differing goals, one exploring the crest of his shoulder while the other twines in the hair at the back of his neck. It’s just long enough for me to get a fistful, holding his head in place.
I love how messy his hair is. I love that I’m messing it up more.
But then we open up to each other, and my thoughts shatter into a million pieces drifting around me like fairy dust. Shockwaves dance along my skin straight up my spine and down to my toes. I want to get closer, mold myself to him. I would fuse myself to Callahan if I could.
Time does this weird thing where it both crawls by so I can savor every moment but flies so fast I can’t keep up. I should be memorizing every touch. I should luxuriate in the experience. All I really know is, this kiss should never end.
Callahan slows, losing the frantic energy until he’s gently exploring. Caressing. Nipping at my lower lip. His hands splay across my back, locking me to him as if he’ll never let me go. This is where we live now. The alley is our home.
I don’t have a huge amount of experience in this area, but I’ve never had a first kiss like this. I’ve never hadanykiss like this, altering my brain chemistry like a drug. A delicious, free, highly addictive drug. Sign me up for a lifetime supply.
He starts to pull away, but he’s not in charge. I growl like a tiny animal, drawing him to me again. I bite him back for his insolence. As if we’re ever stopping.
I slide my tongue against his, desperate to drive him just as crazy as he makes me. He groans, and I silently cheer for my success. Except, him going crazy just makes me lose control that much more. A victory for us both, then.
He cradles my face in his hands, his soft kisses turning feather-light.
Incidentally, those are just as capable of devastating me as the frenzied ones. On a multiple-choice survey of Callahan’s kisses, I wantAll of the above.
His mouth leaves mine, but he presses one last, lingering kiss there as if he doesn’t want to stop, after all. The chill air in the alley sweeps over my lips. I sigh, wishing I could hitSnoozeand get five more minutes. When I finally open my eyes, it’s to find his staring down at me.
Callahan looks like he’s ready to dive back in for round two. Hard same.
But then I catch the smirk teasing along the edges of his mouth. I know that smirk too well.
“Did you hate that?” he asks.
The curl of his lips and the smack of pride in his voice snap me back to my senses. I drop my hands from him, knocking his away from where they were holding me in the process. He takes a step back, probably out of self-preservation.
This is the same guy who said all those rude things about me. Who turned an investor away from my family’s business only to go work with him, himself. Who gets off on riling me up and leaving me feeling like a fool.
Just like right now.
From the romance book hero lean to the kiss that left me legitimately mindless, was this all just a way to one-up me? I think I might be sick.
I want to respond in a totally mature way and scream, “I hateyou!” in his face. Instead, a pathetic sound comes out of me like a wounded animal. I find the door handle and barrel back inside before I can discover the depths of humiliation in store for me when it comes to this man.
I’m pretty sure the limit doesn’t exist.
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Ada: The enemies to lovers in this book is just perfection
Rosetta: No spoilers!
Ada: It’s not a spoiler when we knew it would be enemies to lovers from the beginning
