Verity felt it, too, though she'd been trying to ignore it. She wanted more of his lips, more of his arms around her, more of his smell and his taste and his touch. Her lips parted from his for just enough so she could breathe and mumble against them.
"Not exactly the right kind of vibrating device for this scenario, but..." She withdrew one of her hands from around him and reached into her pocket so she could try and silence the damn thing. It buzzed again in her hand, glowing brightly in the darkness. she turned just a fraction of an inch and opened her eyes to see.
Jared. It was a text, the fifth now, from Jared. Asking where she was, was she all right, he wanted to talk to her. Now Verity's head was buzzing, and confusion swept through her again.