Ryan’s POV
The second Aurora’s hand accidentally brushed against me, my whole body tensed. She had no idea what she’d done, what she’d awakened in me. The warmth of her touch lingered like a spark, igniting something deep inside me. I wanted her. Not just to hold or kiss her, but to claim her, to mark her as mine in every way possible.
But I knew I had to wait. Patience wasn’t my strong suit, especially not with her so close, her scent teasing me, her soft blush making me want to devour her. She didn’t know it yet, but soon enough, she would be mine. Completely.
I held her hand through the rest of the flight, not caring if it was too much or too obvious. I didn’t let go, even when we ate. Her small hand in mine felt so natural, as if it had always belonged there. She didn’t pull away, a
