Lily's POV
Time stretched between us.
Josh was still holding me. My palms laid flat against his chest, with my fingers brushing along the material of his shirt as my fingertips were treated with the steady swell and descend of his breath beneath my hands.
Neither of us moved, or spoke. We just stared.
Heat crawled up my neck as his gaze fixed on mine, and it became unreadable, and intense.
Then a sharp scoff ruined the moment. I knew it was Maggie.
Her arms were crossed, with her fingers jabbing her sleeves, and lips pulled in a taut smile that never reached her eyes.
"How cute," she drawled, but the venom in her tone was obvious.
Josh released me slowly. His jaw set as he stood. I stepped back as the lingering warmth of his touch faded. My fingers groped for the
