“Be mine,” Liam said again, still hovering above her lips.

Moon had her eyes open, looking at his closed-up face; his eyes were open, too, and she was panting.

“Moon?” He called her, his thumb fingers drawing circles on her cheeks.

“Hmm.” She hummed in response; her eyes were drowsy, and her heart hammered in her chest.

Her eyes fell to his half-parted lips, and she blinked; it felt too good to be true. His lips were soft like butter, only that it didn’t melt in her mouth.

“Don’t you want me hmmm?” Liam’s eyes were closed now as he brought his lips close again, but Moon drew backward, her...