Page 58 of His to Seduce
I couldn’t hide my shiver and when he turned my face to his, his lips pressed against mine. He kissed me gently. He kissed me as if I were made of the most fragile glass. As if pressure could cause me to shatter, and when he pulled back, I was just as breathless as if he’d devoured me fiercely.
“David,” I whispered, not another thought in my mind.
“We’ll date, Camden. Friday.”
He stepped back off my front stoop and lifted a hand to wave goodbye.
“ ’Bye.”
I watched him go until he was in his Escalade, taillights disappearing at the end of my street.
Then I turned back inside. I had cribbage to play, banana bread to eat, and questions from an elderly neighbor to answer.
