Falling in Harmony: Chapter 7

I managed to hold myself back with the same polite and restrained applause as the rest of the audience at the end of the concert, and to behave with enough decorum to gather my coat and make my way out calmly with everyone else, but once I make it to our agreed meeting place and see Leo walking towards smiling, everything breaks free and I fling myself at him.

With my arms around him and my face pressed into the curve of his neck, the first thing to strike me as I gush my appreciation and then haul in a breath is his scent.

Warm and rich, a heady mix of sandalwood and citrus and the underlying aroma of him. His heated skin radiating an unmistakable masculinity that is intoxicating.

I have to pull away before I succumb to its allure, but I’m only granted a split second to take in the raw expression on his face as he rasps out my name, before he’s kissing me.

Leo Blake. Kissing me.

His mouth claims mine in a fierce crash of lips, his slanting against mine in a way that both demands what he wants and invites me to take what I need too.

So I do.

I meet the energy I feel vibrating through him with desire of my own, my fingers diving into the dark lengths of the hair at his nape, finally feeling how thick and soft it is, and raising myself up on tiptoes which has the...