Chapter 33

STELLA’s POV Suddenly our lips were molded together, our tongues battling, applying what he taught me, hands gripping faces and arms and waists, and I wasn’t sure if I leaned in first or he did, or maybe we succumbed to our want at the same time, kissing for a lot longer than we did in his tutorial. We’re kissing until we couldn’t any longer, both gasping for air as we pulled apart, but Tyler’s reaching over to unbuckle my seat belt and I stopped his hand making him freeze. “Stella…” he whispered as he locked his eyes with mine. But I was the first to break the contact. I removed his hands from my seatbelt and my own hands unbuckled it. “It’s late, Tyler. Thank you for the ride.” I said as I reached for the door handle but this time around, he was the one who stopped me, gripping my wrist tightly. “Wait—“ I shifted in my seat to look at him. “Tyler, I really don’t understand what’s your purpose. I mean, why are you doing this to me? You’re in a relationship with Maxine yet here you are