Collision Course

Vivienne's POV.

I planted both hands against his solid chest, my muscles straining as I shoved him with every ounce of strength I had left. The sudden force broke the seal of his mouth against mine. I stumbled back, gasping for air, the taste of his expensive cologne and the rain-like scent of the water clinging to my senses. My chest heaved, my heart hammering a frantic rhythm against my ribs as