Adele:
My heart slammed against my ribs, each beat so forceful it felt like it might break free from my chest. My fingers trembled, betraying the nerves I desperately wanted to hide.
Then he stepped closer—so close that the heat of his body brushed against mine. My breath hitched, and for a second, I forgot how to breathe entirely.
“Last I checked, we weren’t at war,” he murmured with a silk voice. “So why the death glare?”
Before I could form a response, his fingers found my cheek, trailing along my skin in a slow, deliberate caress.
The touch was light but searing, sending an involuntary shiver down my spine.
I froze.
My mind screamed at me to push him away, to break the spell of his touch, but my body—
No.
I snapped back to reality. With a sharp breath, I swatted his hand awa
