Tory took advantage of his weakness by stepping closer and pressing full length against him. Their faces were so close she could feel him inhale sharply as their bodies met.
“You’re playing with fire,” he whispered. She felt the words on her lips in his warm breath.
“I hope so,” she whispered back. “I’m cold.”
He chuckled and she felt it from her lips to her toes. She didn’t wait any longer for him to kiss her. Instead, she kissed him.
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