The car pulled up to my building and Travis helped me out, following me in and up to my third floor apartment. At the door, I extricated my keys from my purse and turned to face him. His eyes blazed as he looked down on me, making my palms sweat and my heart race in anticipation of our first official kiss.
When his head dipped, my breath caught. When his mouth touched mine, I instantly opened for him. When his tongue swept inside, I completely lost myself to the feel of it brushing mine as he explored me in the most sensual kiss I had ever had.
His hands came up to frame my face. His head tilted and he deepened the kiss. My toes curled as heat swept through my body with a blinding fierceness.
He broke the kiss far too soon and rested his forehead on mine. “Who knew a kiss could feel like this?”
“I know,” I whispered. My eyes finally opening to take in his gorgeous face so close to mine.
“Let me stay tonight, Maya.”
The idea was oh so intriguing, but I couldn’t bring myself to do it. We barely knew each other and I didn’t want to move too fast.
“Let’s take it slow, Travis,” I whispered, afraid he would get mad and that would be the end of what promised to be something completely amazing.
“No longer the happiest man in the city, Maya,” he informed me and my stomach dipped at the rough and raspy sound of his voice. “Happiest man in the world.”
“Goodnight, sweetheart. I’ll call you tomorrow.” He kissed my forehead and took a step back.
I opened my door and turned back to look at him in front of the stairwell. He had the most endearing expression on his face. I was pretty sure I fell in love with him right then.