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Reckless

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Chapter 23: Reckless (Grace's POV)

The moment his lips met mine in a kiss, I felt fireworks in my stomach. It felt like one giant butterfly scattered into a thousand little ones and lit my whole body on fire. I don't know how or why it felt so intense. Maybe because I'd been craving it, maybe because I couldn't believe this was actually happening, I don't know. 

The second he kissed me, he took a step forward to cover the space between us but I took a step back in both surprise and at the intensity. He grabbed my waist, steadying me, and kept walking forward until the back of my legs hit the bed and I was able to lean on it to hold myself up. 

He pulled away, looking down at me and I took in a short, quick breath, staring at him in shock. He blinked, I blinked, we stared at each other utterly confused and stunned. "Oh, shit," we breathed out in sync. He pulled his hands down immediately and I sat onto the bed while he walked away from me, keeping his back to me as he dragged his hand down his face and pinched the bridge of his nose. 

"Why..." I mumbled softly. "Why did you do that?" I looked at him. 

"I don't know," he replied without turning around. "I didn't want you to walk out." 

"So you kissed me?!" I yelled. "Grabbing me wasn't enough? You had to kiss me?!" 

"I didn't plan on it! It just happened!" He spun around, snapping at me. 

I let out a breath in disbelief and fell back, draping my arm over my eyes while attempting to get it together. Oh, my God. Ronan kissed me. And it felt fucking amazing. And I wanted him to do it again. I am in so much trouble, in a world of it. 

I felt the bed dip beside me. I took a peek and saw him lying down, his body mirroring mine. He turned to look at me while I dropped my arm by my side. We stared at each other silently. "Why did you kiss me?" I whispered. 

His eyes flickered between mine. "I wanted to," he mumbled. 

I blinked in surprise. 

"You think you're the only one who feels desire, Princess? I told you I wanted you." 

"You just said a second ago it was just a 'maybe' thing." 

"I lied." 

"I don't like liars," I gritted out. 

"I don't care." 

"Then clear this up for me. Do you like me? Or do you want me?" 

He blinked, scanning my face. "There's a difference?" 

"You know what the difference is. Do you like me? Or do you want me? Do you feel anything romantic for me? Or do you lust after me, Ronan?" 

"A little bit of both." 

"A little bit's not enough. Don't make mistakes you can't fix." No matter how much I wanted to do the same thing or the fact that I practically asked him to do it, I know it's wrong. I know it could get us both in tremendous trouble, I know it should never happen. "You'll regret it, Ronan." 

"Just because it's a mistake doesn't mean it'll be regretted." He stared at the ceiling, sighing in frustration. 

"What?" I murmured.