Henry's POV 

My body melted into her touch instantly. My arms wrapped around her petite body, pulling her flush against me.

Her fingers held onto my arm tightly, as though she were scared to let go.

I deepened the kiss, pressing my hardness against her, grateful that she was still on her jeans so I wouldn't be tempted to fuck her senseless—

A salty substance rolled into my mouth.

I pulled away from her sharply.

“Why are you crying, Rosie?” I asked as panic clawed its way into my chest.

You're a goner, Henry.

It was always like this with her, no matter how hard I tried to seem aloof—I...