Their faces slowly pulled away.
Chloe's eyes lingered on his for a moment longer, her breath faint and visible in the cold. Her lips were still parted slightly, as if unsure what to say next or how to explain what she had done.
However, before she could think of it, she noticed how Gray's gaze dipped to her lips once more.
Then, he leaned in again, quicker this time.
Their mouths met once more, deeper than before.
Chloe tilted her head slightly, welcoming it. Her fingers rested lightly on his chest to support herself. The cold air around them was all but forgotten now, replaced by the quiet heat building in their bodies.
The kiss was slow, deliberate.
Gray could taste the sweetness of Chloe's breath on his tongue as his mouth moved over hers.
Chloe felt the softness of his lips, the warmth of his mouth. She could feel her heart beating in her chest.
She wanted more.
