Six Sentence Sunday

Same WIP as last week...

Fire kissed her cheeks and she knew she was blushing. Her heart threatened to burst free from her ribcage in helpless anticipation, but she waited, breathless and expectant for more. He flexed his jaw as he stared back at her in silence. 

Holly saw a gleam of hesitation and uncertainty flash before his eye, but when he lowered his gaze to her parted lips, all signs of  wariness dissolved and he yanked her toward his downturned face. 

She stood on tiptoe to greet his hungry lips. When his hand threaded through her hair and clasped the back of her neck, she swooned but didn’t pull away.