Tracy’s POV
The moment his arms closed around me, I knew I had won.
Not in the loud, triumphant way I used to imagine when we were younger and my parents took her things and gave them to me because they didn't want to upset me, or when the victories were quick and obvious and tasted sweet right away. No, this was quieter, it was deeper, it's the kind of success that settles into your bones and stays there because it was not fading any time soon.
Zayne Reed didn’t hesitate. He didn’t pull back. He didn’t look at my face too closely. He didn’t pause like someone trying to confirm a detail that felt off, he just reacted.
It felt like a raw and unfiltered relief.
“Oh thank God. Damn. I was going crazy for a minute.”
The words landed in my chest and stayed there. I pressed my hands into h
