Dear Rosie, (Love Letters #2)

45. Rosalyn

FORTY-FIVE

ROSALYN

Quicker than I can process, Nathan hooks his hand around the back of my neck and drags me to him.

I press my hands against his chest to brace myself, but I don’t do anything to stop him.

I don’t want to stop him.

I let him guide me.

Let him press his lips to mine.

A moan leaves my throat as I do more than let him kiss me.