Evaline:
Is it him?
The thought entered my head as I found myself moving to open the door.
And the moment I did so, Oscar stepped in without a word, pushing the door shut behind him. He turned the lock with a soft click that echoed through the room.
"Oscar-?"
I didn't even get to finish.
His hand wrapped around my wrist, and in the next breath, my back hit the wall. And the next thing I felt was his lips on mine.
Hot. Demanding. Absolute.
My heart was kicking against my ribs as he leaned into me. His other hand moved to cradle the back of my neck while his mouth moved with purpose. There was nothing hesitant about it - he kissed like he was starving, like this was something he had been holding back for far too long.
It happened so fast my brain barely caught up, but my body… traitorous as ever… was already responding.
I curled my fingers in his jacket and kissed him back, matching his passion and hunger.
