His fingers slid slowly along her waist, pulling her closer until there was barely any space left between them. She felt the steady rhythm of his heartbeat against her, and it made her pulse quicken. When his lips found hers, the kiss was slow at first, teasing, like he was testing how close she would let him get. She answered by drawing him nearer, her hand resting against his chest, realizing that the dangerous part wasn’t the kiss—it was how much she wanted it to last.