“Ask me again," I say, turning so we're face to face.
"Ask you what?" She furrows her brows.
"Ask me again why I kissed you last night."
She licks her lips and swallows, tracing my features with her eyes. She shifts her body slightly toward me and blinks. "Why'd you kiss me last night?"
The corner of my lips tilt, so fucking glad she actually listened to me for once. "Because I couldn't take another minute of not having the taste of you on my lips.”