Her shyness showed in a soft flush across her cheeks, fingers trembling slightly as they rested on his shoulders.
Yet she leaned in, trusting him, savoring the slow, deliberate closeness. She felt the warmth of his chest beneath her and the faint scent of him lingering in the air.
Carefully, Jae guided her to sit more securely on his lap, holding her steady. Elise adjusted, breathing slowly, letting herself sink into the reassurance of his presence.
Every small movement, every brush of skin, carried a quiet thrill. Her soft exhalations punctuated the moment, a shared rhythm of closeness and trust.
The room seemed smaller around them, the lantern casting soft light across the walls, shadows shifting gently. Elise closed her eyes briefly, letting herself melt into the warmth. Her breaths were uneven, soft murmurs escaping her lips.
