CHLOE'S POV
Easton gave me a response to my kiss, and I'm positive that he was able to taste my tears just as much as I was able to taste his... as we both gave a kiss on each other’s lips. For once… I don't give a damn about his fault to me, and as long as I felt that he still loves me, I'll forgive him over and over again.
‘‘God, I’m so sorry, Chloe…’’ he whispered between our kisses… and I welcomed his tongue as he drove it into my mouth. After that, he kissed me again. It felt like an eternity since the last time we did this because I miss his kisses so much. I long for everything that Easton had to offer.
My hand had made its way under his shirt and was now resting on his bare chest, which prompted a low rumble to escape from his mouth. After we stopped kissing… he helped me sit down on the bed while locking his gaze with mine.