“Wonderful.”
“Fine.”
“Great.”
“Okay.” I sniffed and looked away, casting my gaze on any part of the room except the space he was in.
I was glad we’d cleared that up. It certainly made things easier if we knew where we stood after last night’s little mishap.
“I’ll be off, then,” Hugo said, putting his hands in his pockets.
“If that’s all, then yes. Carry on. Cheerio.”
“Right. Will do.” He shuffled towards the door. “Glad we cleared that up.”
“Yep. Me, too.”
I didn’t move, and neither did he.
Why wasn’t he leaving?
Did he know I was lying through my teeth?
I did, in fact, want to kiss him. Very much.
I was harbouring a great deal of desire as far as kissing Hugo went.
Hugo turned around and walked out of the kitchen.
Thank God.
He was going.
I couldn’t keep this up any longer. The longer he stood in front of me, the more I thought I was going to let it slip that I did, actually, want to kiss him.
That would be disastrous, because—
“Fuck it.”
I turned at Hugo’s words, just in time to see him stalking back in my direction. I inhaled sharply when he grabbed my hand and pulled me towards him, then cupped my face and pressed his lips to mine.
Oh, my God.
I wrapped my fingers around his arms and leant into him. This was a real kiss, and boy, did I know it. Every part of me was slowly coming alive as Hugo’s lips moved swiftly across mine. His teeth gently nipped at my lower lip, and I stepped against him, sliding my hands up his arms and around to his chest.
My fingers twitched, curling into the material of his t-shirt and clasping it tightly. My heart was positively thundering against my ribs as the kiss deepened and a tingle ran down my spine.
I was so glad he’d changed his mind.
I might regret this in the morning, but for now, I was going to bathe in the utter dreaminess of being kissed by Hugo.
I didn’t want him to stop.
At all.
I wanted him to stay here with his palms against my cheeks and his lips moving against mine like there was nothing else in the world he had to do.
Hugo pulled back, brushing his nose against mine. “Sophie, we need—”