Liora’s POV
The sound came out of nowhere: a sudden scrape of shoes on stone, a low murmur of voices drifting down the cellar stairs, the clink of glass against metal as someone shifted a crate of bottles. It was small, ordinary and completely harmless but in that moment it felt like thunder cracking straight through my chest.
Ezra froze at the exact same time I did and for a heartbeat we just stood there, breathing too close, eyes locked, the air between us thick in a way that made my skin tingle from head to toe. I could feel his warmth. I could feel his presence in every inch of the space around me. I could feel how close his mouth was, so close I could almost imagine the shape of it against mine and then instinct kicked in.
I pulled back too quickly and I almost stumbled on the unev
