Closing the Net

Even so, when Tristan was lying beside me and hugging me, I could feel his kiss getting more passionate. Obviously, he had been holding it in for a while.

I tried to back off, but I was already on the edge of the bed. Moving more would make me fall, so I pushed him, but he held my hand. I frowned when I noticed his hand was coming up my shoulder. "Tristan..."

"Be good. Don't be scared."

I held his