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Not that anyone is reading this one (I think my last post got zero interaction, haha), but old habits die hard. Here, have some romance, if you want it!
“Did you—Miss Katherine, where did you learn to kiss like that?”
She blinked back at him. “I’m not sure. I’ve never done it until now.”
Jack pressed a whisp of a kiss to Katherine’s lips, and she almost whined when he pulled away. He leaned his forehead against hers.
“Never?”
“Not like that,” Katherine murmured.
Jack laughed and tucked his face against her neck. His nose tickled behind her ear, and she shivered as she felt his lips touch down at the crest of her jaw.
“Should we make sure it wasn’t an accident then?”
He nipped gently at her ear lobe. Katherine’s knees practically gave out beneath her.
“Katherine?”
His breath was so warm. She let him hold her closer.
“We’d better try again,” she whispered.
Jack leaned backward so that he could see her face, the flecks of green in his hazel eyes suddenly more intense. “For sure?”
Every muscle in Katherine’s body quivered like a plucked bowstring.
“For sure.”