The tension between them crackled, electric and all-consuming. As they swayed together, the rest of the world faded away, leaving only the intoxicating push and pull of their forbidden attraction.
Caspian leaned down, his silver eyes locked on Lily's green ones. He paused, mere inches from her lips, his breath mingling with hers. The scent of him - dark spices and something uniquely Caspian - overwhelmed her senses.
"Your move, little witch," he murmured, his voice a low, seductive rumble.
Lily's heart raced, her mind a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. Every instinct screamed at her to run, to push him away. But a deeper, primal part of her ached to close the distance.
"To hell with it," she thought, throwing caution to the wind.
She rose on her tiptoes, pressing her lips to his. Th
