If I didn’t have Lincoln’s butt to stare at the whole time, motivation would be a lot harder to come by.

I’m tipsy.” I corrected, “and it’s my birthday and I want to dance. Come one, Linc, it won’t kill you.

It’s going to be like an…aura, I guess.”He looked down at me and raised an eyebrow. “Explain?””Like even though there are outside forces pushing through the walls, in here it’s like a bubble of goodness....

I pushed passed him. He grabbed my hand and swung me back towards him. Then he pushed me against the wall and… he kissed me.He ran his thumb along my jawline and down my throat,...