Ella's POV

I bit down gently on my lower lip as I stared at him and wasn't surprised when his attention moved there. He looked back at my face, his eyes clouding with desire but he didn't make a move towards me.

I wasn't bothered. If he needed more nudge, then so be it.

"You should dress up." He said but he didn't move away from me.

"You think?" I asked, running my tongue over my lip.

He groaned. "Ella,"

"We still have twenty minutes." I reminded him, moving closer to him.

"We do." He agreed, letting go of his hesitation and drawing me closer.

I moaned as his lips...