I could still feel it.. the bite of his mouth on mine, the phantom ache where his hands had been, the places he'd grabbed, pulled, anchored like he was terrified I'd disappear again.
My lips tingled. My neck was warm.
And I was losing my goddamn mind.
Because if he hadn't stopped…
If he hadn't walked away…
I don't know if I would've let him. Hell, I might've begged.
I sat down at my desk, legs weak and heart still doing that stupid flippy thing in my chest, and stared at the black screen of my monitor like it owed me peace.
"Jesus, Aria," I whispered to myself, pressing a hand to my chest. "Get a fucking grip."
But there was no grip to be had. I was spiraling. Quietly. Elegantly. Internally combusting in full high-functioning silence.
And then...
Knock knock.
My heart leapt.
Kael?
No. No, Kael didn't knock. Kael stormed in like he owned every place. Like the door was just another thing that didn't apply to him. Like I was another thing that didn't get to say no.
