But Sebastian has something else on his mind. He didn't move. He was relieved that she didn't get mad or panicked, so he wants to take this a bit further.

He just kept looking in her eyes, and her quivering lips parted slightly, and her breaths were coming deep and shaky.

He brushed his thumb on her soft, quivering lower lip, and Isabella closed her eyes as that mere touch sent chills through her spine.

"Open your eyes, sweetheart." He husked, hovering above her quivering lips, and she opened them slowly.

Sebastian cradled her face in his big hands, which seemed so tiny in his big palms, and kept looking for any resistance in her warm eyes, but there was none; in fact, she leaned in, and their lips met in a slow yet passionate kiss that unfolds like a symphony.

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