26. Bad idea

Oliver spun me around with a twist of my waist and I prepared to lash out at him. My heart was yet to calm down from his stupid scare game and he-

His lips were on mine the next minute, eyes closed as he kissed me while cupping my face with one hand and the other, on my waist.

"Did you miss me?" He asked softly, so soft that a shocked tear rolled down my eyes and I'm slowly responding on impulse.

I wrapped my hands around his neck, kissing him back with so much intense feeling and my emotions all over the place.

God! I've wanted this so bad. I never left the house without a kiss neither did he.

Was it hard for him just as it was hard for me?

When he grabbed my butt and pulled me in, brushing against his hard on, he growled into my mouth, making me melt like a marshmallow, softening up for him-

"Stop!" I pushed him away before this could go on any further and I stepped away, trying to catch my breath.

"You're right," he gulped, his face clouded with need. I knew what he wanted.