My heart skips a beat as his grey eyes meet mine. He leans forwards and kisses me slowly, cupping my face with his free hand.

His warm lips are pressed against mine tenderly, almost as if they could shatter with just one wrong movement. He pulls away slightly and traces his fingers gently over my jawline, down my neck and to my collarbone, pressing a small peck on my skin.

Our breathing quickens as we kiss again. His hand travels further down my body, resting on my waist.

"Oh my god... What if people saw us?" I gasp, trying to catch my breath.

Ezra smirks against my lips and pulls...