Their First Date
Callie leaned over, placing her hands on the armrest of Elias’s seat, careful not to press onto his wounds.
She closed her eyes and quickly pecked him on the cheek. ‘Done.’
Elias couldn’t help but chuckle at her response. ‘That’s not a kiss.’
‘What? I did what you asked.’
‘Maybe I wasn’t clear.’ Elias pointed to his lips. ‘I want a kiss here.’
Callie almost jumped up from her seat.
She had never initiated a kiss with anyone, not even with Simon.
The peck just now already required her to summon up every ounce of her courage.
But now, to kiss him on the lips!
Callie gripped the edge of her seat, fidgeting.
Elias gazed at her with calm anticipation, his eyes fixed on her beet-red face.
He was eager to see how she would act. ‘Bunny, I’m waiting. And while I wait, I might be bleeding out. Who knows, maybe I’ll—’
Before Elias could finish, Callie pressed her lips against his.
Soft and fragrant, her lips held a captivating allure and smelled faintly of champagne.
Callie had intended for a bri
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