MilaBen had his arm wrapped around me and his body heat enveloped me. I felt safe and warm with him. His chest rose and fell slowly as he concentrated on the movie. His face was close to mine. When I glanced up, his lips were almost at eye-level, and I couldn’t help but stare at them.Once upon a time, I had crushed on him, and I had fantasized over what those lips tasted like. Now, I knew. I had been there. We had kissed each other many times over the past several weeks. But it wasn’t enough. With Ben, it was never enough.Ben realized I was staring at him, and he looked down at me with a smile.“You’re not concentrating on the movie,” he said.“I’ve seen it,” I said softly.Ben’s expression changed. Maybe he knew what I was thinking. Sometimes, he seemed to know exactly where my head was at. My eyes slid to his lips, and Ben put his free hand on my cheek, dipping his head to press his lips against mine.The kiss started off gently, his lips brushing against mine, his tongue trailin
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