NIA’S POV
His arms were warm around me, holding me steady in the water as I clung to him, breathless.
I felt safe… too safe.
And that was dangerous.
I looked up at him, ready to thank him or at least say something to break the tension but the words died the moment our eyes locked. His dark lashes were wet, droplets clinging to the ends. His eyes… they weren’t just looking at me, they were seeing me. Really seeing me.
Then my gaze dropped unintentionally, but irresistibly to his lips.
Soft. Full. Inches away.
My heart pounded in my chest as the space between us blurred. Something magnetic pulled at me. I didn’t know if it was the heat of the moment or the way he made me feel like I mattered, but the urge to lean in nearly consumed me.
What are you doing?
I tried to tell my
