Evelyn's POV
Before I could react, something warm pressed against my lips—unexpected, soft, insistent.
Someone had found me beneath the water.
The next second, I was pulled up, lifted out of the pool and into a firm embrace.
Air rushed back into my lungs, sharp and overwhelming, and my mind snapped back into clarity—but his lips didn’t leave mine immediately.
Julian kissed me with a restrained urgency, his teeth grazing my lower lip just enough to hurt, just enough to ground me, and only when I pushed against him did he finally pull back, reluctantly.
“Were you trying to drown yourself over that i***t?”
His hand tightened around my waist as he spoke, his voice low, edged with something dangerously close to anger.
This was the first time I had seen Julian lose control.
And I didn’t
