My boss talked to her, and I saw her smile.

Was my kiss to her cheek an insult?

She’d looked terrified, and I hadn’t wanted to cause her to panic on our wedding day. I’d also never kissed her.

Ignoring the strange looks, I advanced across the room. Everything seemed to fade all around me, and the only focus I had was on the woman.

I didn’t care who saw.

Ivan pointed toward me, and Aurora turned.

She frowned as I reached out. I cupped her face, drew her close to me, and slammed my lips down on hers. The electric current that rushed through me shocked me to the core. Never had I kissed a woman and felt so fucking whole and complete.

Chapter Five

Aurora

Getting the meeting with Roger Hampton had been the right thing to do. There wasn’t a lot I could do properly but any way I could help, I’d be willing to do it.

Women were supposed to stay out of men’s business, but there was an opening, and I took full advantage of it. I doubted it would ever happen again. Now that Roger knew who I was married to, the chances of it ever happening again would be slim.

When Ivan approached me on the sidelines of the dance floor, it had been a welcome distraction. This guy still scared the crap out of me, but it was manageable. I knew why I was afraid of him, and what I should do to keep myself calm in his presence.

I wanted something to do with my hands. I kept opening and clenching them, trying to figure out what I was supposed to do.

This party was starting to get to me.

“Your husband is here,” Ivan said.

I turned to see Slavik advancing toward me. The frown on his face startled me. Why did he look so mad? I hadn’t done anything wrong.

All of a sudden, I felt the need to run. To get the hell out of his way. He looked ready to kill.

I stayed grounded, fear racing down my spine.

The moment his hands touched my face, the room seemed to freeze, and then, much to my surprise, my very first kiss. Slavik’s lips slammed down on mine. At first, I stilled, unsure what to make of his lips on mine.

This was a kiss.

Our mouths melded together.

Almost like one, but it was so much more than that. The hands on my cheek moved. One sank into my hair, and the other went to my hip, drawing me in.

The world faded away, and my hands went to the front of his body, running up to curve around his neck, pulling him close to me.

I moaned as his tongue traced, and I opened up my lips for him to explore. My eyes closed as I basked in this feeling. It was so consuming.

The books and movies hadn’t been wrong.

The moment the right man kissed you, the rest of the world didn’t matter.