- Damon White:
Dimitri kissed me.
He kissed me, and I just… let him.
I did not pull away, did not push him off, I did not even try.
It happened so quickly, so naturally, that I didn't even think to stop it.
His lips were soft and warm, yet firm enough to leave an impression—an unspoken promise, or maybe a challenge.
After he pulled back, he didn't say anything more than necessary. He just left the room, leaving me alone with my thoughts so that I could put some clothes on and eat.
He locked the door behind him, and I sat there in stunned silence, staring at the space he'd just vacated.
The kiss played over and over in my mind. How it felt. How I felt.
Strange.
The good type of strange though.
I just let someone who took the love of my life from me kiss me.
Someone who is mated to my husband and probably sleeps with him every night.
