Chapter 113 You Look Like A Dream

• Aria’s POV
• Under the mistletoe, Liam moved in and I didn’t move away. Slowly, gently, his lips pressed against my own. I closed my eyes at once, enjoying the warm softness of him.
• The kiss itself was soft and sweet, not demanding or insisting, more a quiet gift of consent and compromise. I sighed against him, and he swallowed the noise. Tilting our heads, we separated and then came back for a second, lingering sweet kiss.