Mila’s POV
I didn’t know what was happening to me.
One moment, I was angry.
Next, I was drowning in feelings I had spent so long trying to ignore.
Being this close to Angel Harris was dangerous.
I knew that.
I knew I should push him away. I knew I should remember every reason I had promised myself to stay away from him.
But then he looked at me.
And everything became harder.
His eyes held mine, and for a moment, I forgot about the anger, the disappointment, and the walls I had built between us.
I only saw him.
Angel.
The man who could make me feel safe one second and completely lost the next.
His fingers brushed against my lips, and my breath caught.
The touch was gentle, almost careful, nothing like the cold and distant man everyone else knew.
I saw the struggle on his face
