Nora rushed towards the door and in a blink of an eye, she crushed into a broad chest and her lips were being claimed and kissed senselessly. Caught in surprise and passion, she returned the kisses to the man who she was so familiar with.
She wouldn't have kissed him back and instead smacked his head on the concrete wall if she didn't know who he was. She was so familiar with his scent. She was so familiar with his body and the way he kisses her...how could she ever forget that.
No one could kiss her the way Damien did.
They kissed like there was no tomorrow. Like they were a starving man in the desert who found an oasis in each other. Nora could not even remember when was the last time that she and Damien kissed. Was it years ago? Or have they kissed ever since they found each other again after over seven years?
