Title: Loving Liberty
Synopsis:
“Liberty . . .”
The mere mention of my name heightened the intensity between us. He didn’t finish his sentence, instead choosing to trace his finger down the side of my cheek. His hand trailed lower, over my shoulder, and down my back before returning to my hip. The action sent a pulsing shiver through me and I blushed. I couldn’t help it.
“I don’t know what I like more. Your smile, laugh, or how beautiful you look when you blush.” He caressed the side of my face again like he was unable to stop himself. “I catch myself saying things just to see if I can make your skin flush this pretty pink.” He brushed his fingers through the side of my hair, the gesture so tender that it sent another ripple of trembles through me.
“You shouldn’t say things like that, Oliver,” I murmured.
“Probably not, but I can’t help it. Maybe I am dangerous.” He moistened his lips and moved a fraction closer.
“Definitely.” The word was a faint whisper and I leaned in.
Oliver was going to kiss me. There was no doubt about it. I ignored the warning voice in my head that told me this was going too fast. I gave in to the moment, thinking of nothing but how incredible being kissed by the one person who had managed to turn my insides into a riot of emotions was going to feel.
“Tell me to stop.” His breath fanned across my lips.
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