Fifty-five

On my toes, I place a kiss on his scar, he freezes. In seconds, my back connects with the bed and Brandon towers over me. His lips hover above mine, I palm his face and let my eyes convey all the emotions my mouth cannot speak. Taken aback by my reaction, he stares at me with a funny expression and the butterflies in my stomach scatter. I take advantage of his shock and flip us, giggling when he groans at the switch in positions.