The charged silence in the kitchen thickened, almost tangible. Salem’s smirk faltered slightly as River and Miles stepped closer, their presence magnetic, dangerous, impossible to ignore.
River moved first, closing the distance between them with that deliberate, measured pace that always carried authority without forcing it. Salem’s breath hitched slightly as he stopped just in front of her, eyes dark, intense.
Without a word, he leaned down, tilting her chin gently with one hand. His lips brushed hers in a kiss that was slow, deliberate, claiming—but careful. Salem stiffened for the briefest moment before relaxing into the contact, letting the unexpected tenderness mingle with the heat that had been simmering all night.
Miles, a step behind, watched the moment, his own smirk playful bu
