Chapter 90 Lost In The Moment

Nate felt Alice's breath against his skin, warm and hurried, her hands tightening around his neck as if anchoring herself. The kiss had come unexpectedly, a sudden, uncontrollable force overtaking her, and for a moment, he had frozen. But as her lips moved against his, as the soft, intoxicating taste of the strange fruit lingered between them, something in him stirred—something unfamiliar yet magnetic.

His hands, powerless against the pull of the moment, lowered onto her waist, his fingers pressing into the curve of her back, feeling the dampness of her skin from her recent bath. Her wet hair clung to her neck, strands tracing delicate lines over her collarbone. She was trembling, but whether from the lingering effects of the fruit or something deeper, Nate couldn't tell.