Sadie’s POV
Every time Liam drew near, it was as though the world shifted. The air between us charged with a tension that was impossible to ignore, impossible to resist. Months of stolen glances, fleeting touches, and unspoken desire had built a slow-burning fire. And now, fully surrendered, I could feel it pulling me toward him like a force I had no choice but to obey.
I shivered under his gaze, pulse racing, every nerve alive. The way he looked at me—intense, magnetic, claiming yet tender—made my stomach twist and my heart pound. It was a mixture of desire, longing, and something deeper, something that went beyond the physical.
“You feel it too, don’t you?” he murmured, voice low, deliberate, brushing a fingertip along the side of my face. “The pull… the tension… the fire between us?”
