“Nick,” he pleaded, his green eyes devouring my face. “Please…“
So it was true then—he had been waiting for me a long time. How many times had he imagined this moment between us?
“No,” I whispered, “Don’t beg.” I took his face in my hands and raised it.
He leaned his forehead to my chest. “Oh, God, Nick, kiss me. Kissme.”