We are supposed to be enemies... but when I feel his lips on mine, it doesn't matter.
He's evil I know... or at least, I'm SUPPOSED to know, but he doesn’t feel evil when he's kissing me.
His kisses are passionate, but tender, never forceful, bruising, always loving, gentle... not the sort of kiss you'd expect for someone who is evil.
He holds me, makes me feel good... so good.
Kisses me like he means never to get go, and in the moment, I can believe it.
It shouldn't feel this good to have Cole kiss me... but it does.