Rising from the Ashes (Andrew and Lauren) novel Chapter 748

Francesca sat there, completely stunned. It felt like all the air had been sucked from her lungs. She thought, 'Did… did this guy just do what I think he did?'

She had practically offered him her lips, yet he did not kiss her. All he did was unbuckle her damn seatbelt.

Francesca silently cursed Andrew for being an idiot. The perfect moment was right there, and he ruined it.

Her face burned with embarrassment as frustration bubbled up inside her. Then, she let out a huff, sulking like a child.

Andrew raised a brow. "What's wrong, Fran? Are you feeling sick again?"

Francesca let out a sharp laugh. "Nope. Don't worry about it!"

Andrew smirked. "Say that again."

"I said—don't worry about it! Don't. Worry. About. It. What are you gonna do about it, huh?" Her voice rose in irritation, her temper flaring as she glared at him.

Without warning, Andrew's large hand pinched her soft, delicate cheek. He grinned and teased, "Say it one more time."

Francesca's eyes widened in shock. Flustered, she squirmed. "Andrew, you jerk! Let go! It hurts!"

Yet, Andrew did not let go. Instead, he leaned in—pressing his lips against hers in a deep, heated kiss.

Francesca's eyes flew open in shock. Her mind went completely blank. Soon, a fiery, overwhelming heat surged through her, taking over her senses like an unstoppable wave.

"Andrew… softer," she whispered breathlessly, her voice barely louder than a kitten's purring.

Without thinking, she wrapped her arms around him, pressing herself closer. She could feel the firm muscles beneath his shirt, the defined ridges of his chest. The heat radiating from his body made her pulse race, her whole body tingling.

Her lips were completely captured by his. Her eyes fluttered open for brief moments before closing again, lost in the sensation. It was as if she had no control over herself—every part of her was sinking into him.

Andrew let out a low, husky breath near her ear.