Echoes of a Kiss

Cassia Rowe.

I reached my room and shut the door behind me, leaning against it as I tried to catch my breath. The memory of his hands on me, the way he had held me so tightly—it was all too much. I felt like I was drowning in a sea of emotions I didn’t want to feel—emotions I had buried long ago.

With a frustrated sigh, I pushed myself off the door and went to the bathroom, splashing cold water on