Chapter 65

Devlin and Faith kissed. It was a slow, beautiful affair--their kiss. He was most definitely the best kisser she'd ever had the good fortune to kiss.

She especially loved it when he pushed his tongue gently into her mouth and pulled it out too fast for her to do anything with it.

His tongue was like a viper, striking and pulling out while she desperately arched to grab hold. It frustrated her to no end, but it was a good kind of frustration. The type you enjoyed and kept coming back for more.

It also made it all the more enjoyable when he finally allowed himself to be caught. Now that part was heavenly.

Eventually, they were forced to come up for air. Devlin buried his face in her neck, trailing kisses along it. "I missed you so much," he murmured against her neck.

Faith hugged him closer in response. She didn't need to say it for him to know that she'd missed him too.

They stayed like that for a good while before she cleared her throat. "We should get to work," she promoted gently.