What did you just do to me?”
Her voice was barely a whisper, trembling between confusion and something far more dangerous. He didn’t answer right away. Instead, he stepped closer, his eyes locked onto hers with an intensity that made her heart race.
“I didn’t do anything,” he said softly. “You felt it too.”
She swallowed, trying to steady herself, but the truth was already written all over her face. The air between them felt charged, like something invisible pulling them closer with every second.
“You’re not even trying to stop this,” she murmured.
“Neither are you.”
That was the moment everything shifted.
She took a small step forward, closing the distance she had been pretending to keep. His breath brushed against her lips now, warm and slow, sending a shiver down her spine.
“Say something,” she whispered, her voice unsteady.
“Why?” he replied quietly. “When everything I want to say is right here…”
His hand gently lifted to her face, fingers tracing along her cheek with a softness that made her eyes flutter. It wasn’t just a touch—it was a promise, a question, a challenge.
Her answer came without words.
She leaned in.
The kiss started slow, hesitant—like they were both testing something they couldn’t take back. But within seconds, it deepened, turning into something warmer, stronger… undeniable.
Her fingers curled into his shirt as if letting go wasn’t an option anymore. The world outside faded, leaving only the heat, the closeness, the feeling of being completely lost in one moment.
When they finally pulled apart, breathless, she looked at him again—eyes filled with something new.
Something real.
“Yeah,” she whispered, still shaken. “You definitely did something to me.”