Chapter 16 ( Madison's POV ) : Days passed like a montage of sass and semi - chaotic domestic nonsense . Steven and I ? Still at war . We fought over everything . And I mean everything . * The missing remote ( he swears I hide it , I swear the couch eats it ) . * Whether to eat salmon or steak ( he wants both . I want to not cook both ) . * The butler's briefs situation ( he wears silk . I know . Don't ask how I know ) . 55 vouchers We were the perfect storm of rich man pettiness and poor girl sarcasm . A reality show waiting to happen . " Penthouse Wars : The PT and the Patient . " Then came The Morning . I woke up still groggy , coffee - deprived , but went straight into PT mode because apparently my job starts before caffeine now . Rude . There he was . On the yoga mat . Shirtless . Glorious . Flexed like a Calvin Klein ad that forgot to put on pants . I kneeled beside him like a professional . I was focused . Centered . Calm . Okay no , I wasn't . He was glistening and smelled like cedar , citrus , and danger . But I was managing it . We started with arms . Easy reps . Light stretches . Until- The Yoga Mat Betrayal . My left knee got caught in the stupid fold of the mat . I wobbled . Tried to catch myself . Gravity said , " Nah ." And then- Boom My face landed on his . My lips landed on his mouth . Like . Full - on Mouth - to - mouth 11:29 Thu , Sep 18 Chapter 16 Farm - boy lips . Sun - kissed and sin - certified . ES5 vouchers It was seconds . But I swear it felt like slow - motion drama . Like a K - Drama with extra lighting and subtle background music . His lips ? Soft . Warm . Slightly parted in utter shock . My brain ? Dead . Fried . Rebooting in real time . I pulled back with the grace of a cat falling off a windowsill . " Oh - my - gosh - your face - my face - gravity- stupid mat- " But did he stay quiet ? No. Mr. Drama Prince McLeon had the audacity to react like I was about to force a shotgun wedding with white roses and matching tuxedos . " What the hell was that ? " " That was a breach of protocol ! " " Are you trying to seduce me during shoulder stretches ? " " I could report this to HR - if I had one ! " I stared at him . Deadpan . " Sir ! You're shirtless . " He rolled his eyes , " You smell like rich people and emotional instability ." " It was an accident . " But oh no , he kept going . Rambling . Blushing ( barely ) , but looking like he was personally attacked by my lip gloss . And then- He paused . Mid - rant . Mid - glare . Because now he was staring at my lips . Really staring . 11:29 Thu , Sep 18 Chapter 16 And I ? Well , of course I was staring at his too . Because I didn't mean to kiss him . : But now all I could think about was what his lips tasted like . And if they'd feel just as good pressed against mine on purpose . So what did I do ? I stood up , sass in my spine , heart in my throat . " I'm going to the kitchen , " I said sweetly . " You can keep arguing with the yoga mat . " He blinked . Still stunned . Still staring . I left . And as soon as I turned the corner- Lost . It . I was doing a full internal cha - cha - cha in the kitchen . Like a woman possessed . My hands were shaking . My face was ten shades of red . My heart ? Breakdancing . But my lips ? Still tingling . Because that kiss ? Accident or not ... It changed something . And we both felt it . ***** 071 E55 vouchers ( Steven's POV ) What the actual hell . What . The . Heck . Was . That . One second , I was doing my usual morning PT . Shirtless , yes - because I earned these abs , and frankly , fabric is overrated . I was minding my own business , being tortured ( professionally ) by my live - in sass goblin- And the next second ? Boom Face To Face . Lips . To . Lips . Her lips - soft , warm , ridiculously plump , probably wearing the same gloss that's been distracting me all week -landed straight on mine like fate just body - slammed us both into a rom - com moment . 11:29 Thu , Sep 18 Chapter 16 It wasn't long . הם 55 vouchers Just a few seconds . But it was enough . Enough to send a thousand confused electrical signals into my brain . Enough to short - circuit every sarcastic bone in my body . Enough to feel the shape of her against me - knees tangled , hands braced on my chest , hair falling like waves around my jaw . And then she yanked back . All wide eyes and apology stutters and that stupid gorgeous mouth of hers saying something about gravity . and betrayal and yoga mats . And me ? What did I do ? I panicked . Naturally . " What the hell was that ?! " " That was not in the plan ! " " Are you trying to romance me mid - deltoid stretch ?! " She just stared at me like I was the drama . Excuse me ? I was the victim here . Of accidental lip assault . Of heart palpitations . Of temptation in joggers . But then - I saw it . She was flustered . But she wasn't sorry . She was trying to sass me . To pivot . To keep control . And then I looked at her lips . And realized ... I didn't hate it . I didn't even want to stop it . Hell - I might've leaned in if my brain hadn't shorted out like a power surge . Now she's gone to the kitchen , pretending like she didn't just commit war against my emotional defenses . I'm still on the yoga mat , staring at the ceiling like an idiot , with the ghost of her lips still burning on mine . What the heck was that ? A mistake ? Maybe . 11:30 Thu , Sep 18 Chapter 16 A spark ? Definitely . But most dangerously ... : : It felt like the beginning of something I'm not ready for . 71 E 55 vouchers Because no one told me that the woman who insulted my chef , broke my faucet , and bosses me around before breakfast would one day land on my mouth like a divine accident and make me crave more . More chaos . More sass . More her . I'm screwed . Absolutely . Utterly . Screwed . And the worst part ? I think I like it . Of course she came back . Because she always comes back . With more sass than God intended for one human to carry in their five - foot - three frame . I was still on the yoga mat , trying to process the cosmic emotional whiplash that just happened to my face , when she waltzed back in- Cup of coffee in hand . Hair tied up . Eyebrow arched like she owned the damn penthouse . " Relax , Romeo ," she said , sipping like she hadn't just derailed my central nervous system . " You're acting like it was your first kiss or something ." First kiss ? FIRST KISS ?! I stared at her , offended on a spiritual level . " Excuse me ? " She didn't even blink . " You're pouting like a high school sophomore whose crush kissed him and walked off with his hoodie ." " Pouting ? " I scoffed . " I'm not- I don't pout- " " You are pouting . " She pointed with her mug . " Right there . That's a pout . Also , congratulations , Steven McLeon . You survived your first girl - lip encounter . Want me to get you a sticker ? " I blinked . Mouth open . Indignantly speechless . " I am Steven McLeon ," I declared , sounding way more dramatic than I meant to . " I'm the man who made women swoon . I've graced billboards . Calendar covers . Paparazzi once fought over a picture of me sipping coconut water shirtless on a yacht ! " She looked bored , Sipped her coffee . " And yet , " she said , turning around like this was just a regular Wednesday , " here we are . One accidental kiss and you're ready to name our future children . " 11:30 Thu , Sep 18 Chapter 16 I nearly choked . " What- ?! " E55 vouchers She waved her free hand . " Relax , prince charming . It was an accident . Calm your Calvin Klein boxers . " " You- " I pointed . " You kissed me ! " She turned slowly . Smirked . " No. Gravity kissed you . My lips just ... teleported . Wrong landing zone . The universe glitched . End of story . " " Teleported ?! " I hissed . " Like your lips were on a solo mission from NASA ?! " She gave me a thumbs up . " Exactly . Friendly fire . Astronaut things . Moving on ." And then she just - left . Walked off like she didn't just reduce my inner emotional collapse into a mild weather event . Like her lips didn't send a shockwave through my system and make me dream of her wearing nothing but that oversized white T - shirt again . I laid back down on the mat . Stared at the ceiling . And muttered under my breath , " Her lips definitely teleported . Straight to my soul . And now I need therapy twice a week . " Madison Luis was going to kill me . With sass . With coffee . And now with the memory of a kiss that she's treating like it was a Wi - Fi error . And the worst part ? I still wanted another one . AD