Thirty

MORGAN'S POV

As I kissed her deeper, I dropped my hand to her neck, caressing her soft skin, annoying its feel beneath my fingers.

My hand moved lower to her shoulder, which was bare but for the straps of her camisole.

I went past the straps to her bare arms, stroking her skin lightly. She shivered in my arms, and I wondered whether it was a reaction to me or the cold.

Her hands, which were now clutching to my shoulders tightly, pushed me back as she tried to disengage our lips. But I only pulled her closer, now teasing her lips with my tongue.

She gasped and drew in a breath through her mouth, and it was only then that it occurred to me that she was out of breath and wanted a break.

Before I could give her a little space, with full intention of resuming the kiss right after, the both of us jerked apart as the car suddenly skidded to a halt.

I quickly wrapped my arms around Eve to keep her from falling off the seat and quickly glared at Henry.

"I'm sorry, sir. I almost ran into a ca