A mild smut warning in the chapter
A FEW HOURS LATER
ZAVIER
The door closed behind Adam with a quiet click, and I looked up from where I sat, already knowing something had shifted just from the way he moved.
"You brought wine?" I asked.
"Yes." He said simply, setting it down.
"That feels, intentional." I added.
"It is." He replied.
That should have made me nervous, it did, and yet I didn't move away.
"I feel like something important is about to happen." I muttered.
"It is." Adam said again, quieter this time.
There was no rush in him. No chaos. Just certainty which somehow made everything worse.
"You're very calm." I said.
"I am not." He replied., which
"You look calm."I said.
"I am controlling it."He said.
"That's worse." I whispered.
A small pause, then he stepped closer. Not fast, not overwhelming, just enough that I felt it the pull, the warmth, that invisible thread tightening between us again, stronger than before.
"You feel it too." He said softly.
