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"The perfect person I've been looking for," he laughed breathily, pasuing. "It's you, Fia. It's always been you."

Wes leaned down and captured my lips with his.

He looped his arms around me. A warmth rushed through my body from his touch, it left me feeling limp as I leaned into him.

He kissed me softly at first, his lips slowly and gently moving against mine. My hands linked around the back his neck, pulling him further down to me. A soft groan escaped from low in his throat, his hands finding themselves tangled in my hair as he kissed me more intensely, eagerly like we were both aching for more.

My whole world around me felt like it was spinning, my knees feeling like they would buckle at any moment now.

Breathlessly, he pulled away from me and leaned his forehead on mine. A smile tugged on his lips, his eyes shining with desire.

I took a deep breath, regaining some oxygen. "You had me going for a spin, Hamilton."

Wes quirked an eyebrow, his jaw falling as he gaped at me. He laughed