NOAH
It was a kiss that meant to shut me up, and it worked with terrifying efficiency.
My hands went to his chest, intending to push him away, someone could see, someone from work could walk out that door at any second, but my fingers ended up gripping the expensive wool of his coat instead.
I tried to protest into the kiss, a muffled "we're outside," but Cassian ignored it.
He deepened the kiss, his tongue tracing the seam of my lips until I opened for him.
He took over completely, the way he always did, his weight pinning me against the wall.
I was losing the battle. I was still trying to be angry, still trying to be rational, but my body was traitorous.
I kissed him back, my heart pounding against his chest, the cool air of the alley clashing with the heat of his mouth.
He was solid, Inevitable, and right now, he was the only thing in the world that mattered.
"Cassian," I breathed against his lips, my resolve crumbling into the dark. "Stop."
