Connor
Edward held the sides of my face as he leaned down. My arms were wrapped around his hips not wanting to let him go. He brushed his nose against mine as I closed my eyes loving the scent and feel of him. I knew deep down he was still upset with me but after all he had kissed someone in Monaco. I at least kept my lips to myself.
"Kiss me," I whispered against his lips after he constantly brushed his against mine. Teasing me to not end.
He smiled and chuckled before he gave me a light peck. "Why did you get a yellow card?"
I smacked my lips together. "I don't want to talk about it now. More kissy action. Questions later."
He let out a contagious laugh. "Coach asked me about possibly getting you anger management treatment."
I groaned, "what did you say?"
