Ava’s POV
The air between us was too heavy, I couldn't breathe. Kane’s hand was still warm against my jaw, his eyes dark, locked on me like I was the only thing he saw, the only thing that mattered.
My heart was pounding so loud I swore he could hear it.
Then he closed the space between us.
His lips pressed against mine, slow at first, almost hesitant. My breath hitched but before I could think of pulling away, his mouth deepened the kiss. It was rougher then, consuming. My fingers curled into the blanket as if that thin piece of fabric could anchor me while the world tilted.
His hand slid down, brushing my shoulder, then my arm, until it caught my waist and pulled me flush against him. My body responded before my brain could catch up, arching into his touch, craving it. The bond puls
