“Ohhh, trying flattery now? Victor, darling,” she drawled, exaggerating her southern accent as hard as possible, “if I didn’t know better I would think you only wanted to sleep with me.” She had to press her lips together to keep from smiling, but the crinkles around her eyes gave her away.
He hummed and smiled at her accent, thinking it was sexy. “I’m a firm believer that actions speak louder than words, so I’m acting.” Victor noticed the crinkles around her eyes and knew she was trying to hold back her smile. He searched her face before he leaned in hesitantly then kissed her on her lips. It wasn’t like his previous teasing kisses, this one was sensual yet tender. He knew she could feel his emotions and poured all of his caring, tenderness and desire that he could into the kiss.
‘Oh, gods, he’s cheating,’ was all Summer could think when Victor kissed her. A kiss was glorious enough; she loved being kissed, but to also be overwhelmed by his emotions at the same time? She thought she might drown. Gently she settled her arms around his neck, returning his kiss with interest.