He let go of her lips but still kept her pinned against the door, their foreheads touching, forcing her to look at his face up-close and breathe in his suppressed breaths.
This distance was too close.
Close enough that all the overflowing love and nerve sensations she had long since buried were suddenly brought to the surface. Some things felt as if they would break through and rush into her forcibly composed mind.
Their breaths intertwined.
A tense string in Suzanne's mind seemed to snap, as she tried to push him away. Yet, her legs were weak from the kiss she had just experienced, and she hadn't noticed her reddened eyes. The hand she managed to pull away was trembling as she placed it on his chest, not caring about their almost lip-to-lip distance as she tried to speak.
Mason King was the one to speak first.
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