He inched closer still, moving more metaphorical mountains to stand right in front of me. Physically. Emotionally. Then his gaze dropped to my lips.
He was close enough to kiss me, and I was stunned enough to let him.
Inside of me was a whirlwind of emotion. I had tried long ago to bury all feelings for Julian deep down within myself, and yet here they were, foolish, hopeless things, coming back to life like they’d never been buried at all.
I wanted him to kiss me, to pursue me, to help me raise Alice.
He leaned closer still. I could feel his warm breath on my face. I held my own, waiting, anticipating, as I turned my face upwards, making my lips more accessible.
Then, the door behind me opened.
“I knew it!” Alice said as she rushed to my side.
I stepped back from Julian at once.
