Chapter 15

“He is?”

His gaze falls to my mouth. “Mhm. You don’t want dissatisfied customers, do you?”

“Umm, no?”

He drags his hands from my wrist up my arms, over my shoulders and rests them on my neck. His pink tongue darts out and he licks his lips. “Finn?”

“Yes?”

“I want to kiss you. Can I kiss you?”

I grip his hips, finally daring to touch him. When his groin presses against mine, I almost faint. “Yeah.”

His eyelids fall to half-mast. His nose nudges mine. His exhales puff against my lips, making my body tingle and buzz and shiver. I hold my breath in anticipation, and surely my knees will buckle if he doesn’t kiss me soon.

And then he does.

It’s the lightest touch of his lips against mine. His beard prickles my skin and his fingertips flutter against my neck.

It feels so right. As though angels will start singing any second now.

The kiss is over as quickly as it started, and he rests his forehead against mine. “I’d say that was a pretty successful first test.”