CORBIN
She pulled away from me and my first instinct was to draw her back to continue what we started, but if I didn’t stop now, who knew how far we’d go? And the front seat of an Escalade was not where I wanted my first memories of Hazel to happen.
The vehicle was too warm, and her peach shampoo invaded my senses. My brain was only working half as well anyway. If she continued to look at me like she did, I’d kiss her again, and once that happened, I’d never be able to leave.
We were already so far down the rabbit hole. I worried about what that meant. Now I knew how she tasted, the softness of her lips, and the smoothness of her face. I needed to solve her situation to move to the next step with Hazel and not wonder if she only agreed to be with me because of what I did for her.
But how the fuck did I do that?
"Let’s get your documents," I said, tapping my left pocket and smiling while doing my best to pull further back away from her. The more distance I got, the better.