““His hand slid up my spine, bringing me closer, pinning my hands between us as I watched his neck bend. I had a feeling I knew where this was going. "Max," I warned, my body bracing. "Quiet," he ordered softly. "Got a point to make, honey." "Max!" I snapped. "Let's see how good this could be," he muttered, his eyes on my mouth and I knew, I just knew, he was going to kiss me. "Max, don't you-" But his fingers had sifted into my hair against my scalp cupping my head, holding me steady and his mouth came down on mine, cutting off my words.””