Amara Cross POV
“Do not hide it from me. I saw everything already, Amara.”
I whispered back, my voice broken and shaking, almost lost under the sound of the water pouring down.
“And you? What are you hiding from me?”
He did not answer.
He only lifted his hand and brushed it along my cheek. His thumb paused on my lips. A light touch. It sent a sharp spark through my body. He moved closer until I felt his breath mix with the water. His chest pressed against my bra with almost no space between us. The warmth of his skin reached me even through the cold spray.
He whispered, his voice rough and low, almost impossible to hear, yet it went straight through me.
“I am hiding that I do not want to hurt you, even after all the chaos you cause inside me.”
I closed my eyes. I do not know why I
