The drive blurred into silence. The kind that felt like a heartbeat between us, heavy with everything we couldn't yet say. The city thinned into the quieter parts of the district, the car gliding into the underground of the penthouse tower.
When the engine died, the stillness hit harder. Ravić didn't move right away. His hand stayed on mine, warm and steady. I turned to him, catching the faint shimmer of gold behind his red eyes. A look I've only ever seen when he was holding himself back.
"Ravić..."
He reached across the console and cupped my jaw, his thumb tracing the corner of my mouth as if he was committing it to his memory. It was tender, reverent, and then his restraint broke.
He leaned in, his lips finding mine in a kiss that started soft but deepened fast. Hungry, aching and familiar. My fingers curled around the collar of his shirt, pulling him closer. The world outside no longer existed.
