Ronan's POV
The cool night air bit at my exposed skin as I guided Katie up the familiar path to her apartment building. Her steps were light, almost ethereal, a stark contrast to the weighted certainty of my own. I kept a hand at the small of her back, a possessive anchor, the raw intensity of our session still humming beneath my skin.
The silence between us wasn't awkward; it was a testament to the profound intimacy we'd just shared. Her body, still vibrating from my touch, leaned unconsciously into mine. Her blindfold remained, a soft velvet band across her eyes, a physical manifestation of the trust she'd placed in me.
Inside her apartment, the air was cool, carrying the faint, lingering scent of cheap peppermint tea – a ghost of her Elf Katie persona. I led her to the bedroom, the p
