CHAPTER 8

TESSIE'S POV

"Whoa!" My mind screamed the moment Jace broke the kiss. I had tried to resist him but the moment his smooth lips brushed against mine, I felt my whole body transform. His breath was that of ripe berries, intoxicating and pulling me in opposed to what I had always considered boys' breaths were like. If my first kiss had been with him, maybe I would never have taken a step back from dating.

I breathed hard staring at him. I couldn't believe that had just happened but it had. Jace was a jerk but he was a great kisser. I could still feel him on my lips and regardless of the sharp voice at the back of my head that warned me that this was wrong, I didn't hate it. It had been too brief but how could I say that?

I wasn't sure he could read what was on my face as he stared back at me as if waiting for me to say something. What could I say? That I wanted him to kiss me again? No, I would never tell him that. It was best if I ran out and hid from him for the rest of the day until i