I should have stepped back.
That was the last clear thought I had.
The last logical choice sitting right in front of me…
Before everything blurred.
Because he was too close now.
Close enough that I could feel the warmth of him without him even touching me.
Close enough that walking away would no longer be subtle.
It would be obvious. Deliberate. Final.
And I didn’t move.
“You’re still here.”
His voice was quieter now.
Not teasing.
Not distant.
Just… certain.
I swallowed lightly. “So are you.”
“I didn’t ask for distance.”
“No,” I admitted. “You enforced it.”
“And now?”
My breath caught slightly.
Because now, I didn’t know what I wanted anymore.
“I don’t know,” I said honestly.
And that was the most dangerous answer I could have given.
Because uncertainty leaves room fo
