(CLOE'S POV)
Without another chance against him, I just let his lips on me until I didn't realize I had closed my eyes while feeling the softness of his lips and smelling his minty breath.
We are still in the same position, and I am aware that what we are doing is kinda risky and inappropriate, but how the hell can I stop it? It just felt so good that for a moment, I can tell myself and ignore the risk. How can I even resist this kiss that I had been longing for for years?
Ziggy rested for a few seconds and looked me in the eye. However, he never budges from his body was still pressing on my trapping me from his arms, who was supposed to be holding the vase firmly behind me.
Yet, I already noticed the vase back to its own place as I glimpsed over it. Although, I still didn't force Ziggy to move away. I know it sounds crazy, but I don't want to move. I've become too comfortable in this uncomfortable position.
