'I'm thinking I might kiss you.' he said quietly, intently. 'Then do it,' I blushed at my own boldness. But Fred only gave that breathy laugh and leaned in. His lips brushed mine-testing, soft and warm. He pulled back a little. He was still staring at me, and I stared right back as he kissed me again, harder, but nothing like the way he'd kissed my neck. He withdrew more fully this time and watched me. 'That's it?' I demanded, and he laughed and kissed me fiercely."All Rights Reserved