Page 31 of Be My Wife

It’s a gentle kiss.

Bordering on a peck.

But not.

His mouth brushes over my bottom lip.

My breath hitches.

My heart thunders.

Slowly, Brogan pulls back.

It’s not until I open my eyes and see him staring down at me that I realize I had my eyes closed. Embarrassment heats my cheeks. Why the hell did I close my eyes?

Trying to cover my horror, I turn away from Brogan.

Try to steady my breath.

Try to play it off.

It was just a kiss.

It meant nothing.

Nothing at all.

Seven

Brogan

I didn’t expect to feel anything when I kissed Elizabeth. From the stunned look on her face, she didn’t expect it either.

We stare at each other, trying to figure it out.

Her dark brown eyes dart left and right, searching mine.

I have no answers.

No promises.

No reassurance.

Does she want me to admit I’m attracted to her?

Sure. I can do that. I’m not blind. I think she’s a beautiful woman.

My gaze scans her elegant off-the-shoulder white dress and voluminous brown hair.

It falls on her thick eyelashes.

Her slender neck.

Her glossy pink lips.

Those lips…

They look as sweet as they’d tasted.

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