*Nevaeh*
He pulls away from our kiss, and my heartbeat quickens as he lifts his hand, caressing my cheek with his palm while his eyes bore straight into my soul. My breath catches in my throat when he pulls me back in and our lips meet again. I close my eyes and inhale the scent of citrus with a hint of musk. He smells so intoxicating, especially after so many days on the battlefield and in the hospital.
He has prepared for this moment.
Pleasant tingles echo down my back as his strong hands explore me, and heat ignites in my core. I deepen the kiss, letting loose all the restraint I’ve forced deep down inside me since the day I recognized my feelings for Sam… the glint in his eye I couldn’t explain, the desire to stay with him despite knowing I don’t belong here.
The pain of the cho
