"Stop," I gasped.
Trent pulled away, and I fought to catch my breath. "Are you okay?" he asked.
I nodded. My mouth was dry, and my heart still wasn't showing any indication of slowing down. Even though I told him to stop, my lips tingled, yearning to feel his mouth on mine again. I'd never get tired of kissing him.
"Yeah, I just need a second to breathe," I said.
Being in the bed of his pickup truck was small and cramped, but now that the rain had stopped, the air was sticky and muggy, making it twice as hot. I reached for my shoes.
"Trying to get away from me already?" Trent asked. He lay on his back, one hand tucked behind his head. "Told ya you wouldn't be able to handle me for eternity." A playful glint shimmered in his blue eyes.
Laughing, I swatted at him, my eye catching the promise ring I wore on my finger. The mere sight of it caused a smile to form. I held my hand up, admiring the silver band.