Chapter 28

Becca POV

If you had told me that one day I would be locked up in a room with Bas, our hands tangled, our breaths ragged, and our tongues battling in each other’s mouths, I would have called you a liar and probably despised you for life.

But here I was, lips locked with Bas.

My mind screamed at me to stop, to push him away and leave, but my body refused to listen. It was as if I were under some sort of spell, unable to resist his touch. Bas continued to kiss me, his lips pressed against mine with a newfound sense of urgency. I could feel the passion radiating off of him, as if he had been holding back for so long and was finally giving in to his desires. This was not like the last time we kissed in his apartment; it was more intense, like a flood breaking through a dam that had been holding it back for too long.

His lips brushed against mine, teasing and tantalizing as he slowly grazed my lower lip with his teeth. A soft moan escaped me, and I melted into the kiss, our mouths explo