Sylvia's POV:

Desire surged through my veins as I felt his soft, cold lips. His hot breath felt like the autumnal breeze, making my skin break with goosebumps.

Countless fireworks exploded in my mind at the same time. Our lips were pressed together for only a few seconds, but it seemed like several centuries.

As I realized what was going on, I pushed Rufus away but was too flustered to remember that I was still standing on his feet. I lost my balance and fell to the floor.

"Sylvia!" Rufus reached out his hand to help me up. He still looked calm, and for a moment, I thought the kiss was just a mere illusion.