Chapter 145
Nolan
"Okay, doggy?" Jack asks.
His voice is softer now.
I nod slowly.
Okay.
I think I am.
"This is the part where you guys kiss now," Ciel announces brightly, completely shattering the weight of the moment.
I choke out a laugh—
And it gets swallowed by Jack's lips pressing against mine.
His hand is still at the back of my neck, but instead of holding me in place, his thumb strokes gently against my skin, I melt before I can stop myself.
There's something different about this kiss.
It isn't charged with our normal tension.
I kiss him back, slower this time, more deliberate. My hands slide up to his shoulders, grounding myself in the solid warmth of him, in the reality of this — of us.
When he pulls back slightly, our foreheads brush again, breath mingling, the moment unhurried.
"You good?" he murmurs again, like he needs to hear it twice to believe it.
I nod.
"Yeah."
And I mean it.
Ciel shifts beside us, tugging lightly at Jack's sleeve.
