To make matters worse, their lips inadvertently brushed against each other.

Mitchel was jolted awake by the sudden collision.

Instinctively, he seized Raegan's slender waist, swiftly flipping her over and securing her beneath him in a defensive stance. Upon identifying Raegan's face, his gaze abruptly darkened.

Mitchel released his hold, adjusting to a more intimate embrace, his voice deep and throaty. "Attempting to steal a kiss, are you?"

Raegan was caught off guard. Mitchel pressed against her, his closeness overwhelming. Especially in the early morning, his stance exuded an almost unbearably romantic aura.

Mitchel's gaze drifted downward, silently questioning. Though his weight rested upon Raegan, it wasn't oppressive. Instead, it was a gentle restraint, preventing her escape with his embrace.

Trapped within his powerful arms, Raegan found herself unable to move.

She could only look at his face.

With Mitchel's collar slightly open from their proximity, Raegan's eyes traced the lines of his taut abdominal muscles. He was undeniably handsome, and she couldn't help but feel drawn to him.

With nowhere else to look, Raegan's gaze settled on his collarbone as she said in a muffled voice, "I didn't mean for this to happen..."

Mitchel lowered his head, his eyes meeting her flushed face.

Suppressing his desires, he said in a low and magnetic voice, "I find that hard to believe."

Raegan was stunned. It was just her lips inadvertently brushed against his. How could he make a fuss over this? Furrowing her brow, she asked, "Then what do you want? Tell me..."

Before Raegan could finish her sentence, Mitchel loosened his grip.

Their bodies remained close, almost inseparable.

In a swift motion, he lifted her chin with his elegant fingers, capturing her lips in a sudden, passionate kiss.

It took Raegan by surprise. She felt her head spinning, her entire being consumed by his touch.

With a firm press, Mitchel deepened the kiss, leaving Raegan breathless and overwhelmed.

Raegan cast her gaze downward, her mind a whirlwind of confusion. ALL she could do was endure the shameless caress of his Lips.

Mitchel's large and warm palm tenderly traced the curve of her neck, moving with a deliberate slowness that made her shiver slightly.