Once Mason stopped to look back into Jasmine’s eyes, she realized it had only been a kiss that lasted several seconds. She yearned for the taste of his mouth again, to slip back deeper into eternity. Yet, something told her that he had other plans to elongate the evening. He pressed his lips against her forehead, which made her cheeks blush with the simple sentiment. “Hey, now,” he said, his voice softer than usual. “Before we get to the best part of the evening, we have to eat first, right? What kind of a gentleman would I be if I didn’t offer you dinner first?” “Oh?” she teased. “I didn’t realize I was in the presence of a gentleman.” “Oh, you definitely are not.” He quickly reached his arm around her and grabbed her bottom tight, pushing her against his body. She felt breathless. As quickly as he brought her near, he also suddenly let her go and went straight for the refrigerator.
