Stolen Kisses and Desperate Pleas

I was caught completely off guard when he kissed me.

It was our second kiss.

Unlike the first one, a fleeting brush of lips, this time Tristan attacked like an army storming a castle, fast and decisive, leaving me no chance to hesitate.

My heart was pounding in my chest.

Reason told me I should push him away, but... I didn't.

When the kiss finally broke, he affectionately rested his nose against m