“Are you being serious? Or are you messing with me?” Deacon looked like a child who thought you were going to take away their chocolate bar at any moment. “Yes Deacon. I would like to go on a date with you.” I was laughing at his face which kept flicking between relief, confusion, happiness and disbelief. He suddenly swept me up and kissed me hard and I tensed. This was the first full on kiss I’d had since Mitchell and I hated that even now in such a perfect moment he was still ruining it with his memories. Or maybe I was allowing him to. In that same second I decided that this was the last time that Mitchell was going to affect what I was doing with my love life. I wrapped my arms around Deacons neck and kissed him back with all that I could give him. He groaned into my mouth which set my body on fire. He held a little tighter and backed me up against the wall. I could feel his growing bulge through his trousers and it turned me on in such a way I couldn’t stop my hand drifting south to cup him. Deacon sucked in a breath and this time I groaned in response.
