Chapter 104: HARLEY: Which Is?

It was finally time to go home. Sylus stood, his gaze fixed down on me. I touched him, tracing the curve of his jaw with the pad of my finger.  

"You're stalling." He smiled. 

"No. I'm touching you." I slid my thumb over his bottom lip before cradling his face. "Do you want me to stop?"  

His eyes flashed, and he leaned more into my touch, his hands coming up to grab my wrists. His lips brushed against mine before it mellowed into a slow, soft kiss. Fingers gently brushed into my hair, and I heard him exhale like he was finally where he wanted to be. 

"Don't stop." He closed his eyes before resting his head against my shoulder and burying his face in my neck. "I like you touching me." 

"We're not going to go home at this rate."  

He shrugged. "Doesn't matter. You are home. But I do want to leave this place. It's suffocating here."