KATRINA’S P O V
I felt a rush of tingling pleasure flow through me as I kissed Travis back, mirroring his movement. His lips twisted when he felt me kissing him back in a sensual exploration, full of passion and need. It was only now that I realized how much I'd missed him.
‘‘Don’t get jealous of Flora…’’ he whispered, and his tongue trailed a path along my jaw before he captured my lips again, before pulling away. ‘‘You don’t have to be jealous of anyone…’’
I nodded despite the fact that I was unsure of it. Because why wouldn’t I feel jealous of Flora? That woman was undressing him with her flirty eyes. He smiled and then lowered his face on me again, brushing his lips against mine.
Travis was a good kisser. I knew it, even though I could only compare his skills to Cohen. Travis was capable of making my head spin and having me transported to a different world, which I didn’t feel towards Cohen. Not even once.