Tristen Pov
As she kisses me back, her arms wrap around my neck, pulling her body closer to mine as if it were possible to merge into one. A surge of electricity courses through my veins, igniting every part of me with an unquenchable fire. My hand, which gently cradles her cheek, glides down her neck, savoring the softness of her skin. I then move my hand to her waist, feeling the fabric of her clothes and the warmth of her skin beneath.
When the elevator door opens with a soft 'ding' at the hospital's ground floor, we reluctantly part our lips. Yet, I hold onto her tightly, fearing I might lose my sanity if I let go. Noticing that no one is eager to enter, I quickly press the button to close the door, ensuring our moment remains private, and then I select the button for the highest fl
