Something cracks in his expression. It’s small—barely noticeable—but it’s there. A tiny fracture in his defenses.
“I didn't think I'd ever hear you say that," he says, voice low.
I step closer, just enough to feel the heat of him. “I’m sorry it took me this long.”
He tilts his head, eyes narrowing slightly. “You’re serious? You want this?”
I nod. “I do.”
The space between us closes like gravity snapping taut. He reaches for my hand but hesitates. I take the final step and slide my fingers into his. His hand is warm, steady.
“I’m not going to hurt you,” he says. “I never wanted to push you into anything.”
“I know.” I look up at him, heart stuttering. Heat pools in my belly at his proximity.
For a moment, we just breathe the same air, hands joined. The air is thick with everything un
