Liam POV
I’m floating.
Not in some poetic sense, I mean it literally. My limbs are too heavy to move, my chest rising and falling in stuttered, shaky breaths, my heart hammering like it’s still trying to catch up to what just happened. I can barely keep my eyes open. My skin feels scorched and soft at the same time, like I’ve been wrung out and set adrift.
Zain’s arms are the only thing anchoring me. He moves closer to me, holding me close, his breath warm against the side of my neck, his grip steady.
“Easy,” he murmurs. “You’re alright, Bear.”
Scarlet’s pulled off me now, her breathing just as wrecked as mine. But I don’t have the strength to look at her, not yet.
Zain gently shifts me, murmuring quiet encouragements under his breath as he uncuffs me and helps me lean forward. My mu
