"He—"
I didn’t even get the chance to finish my greeting before Daniel had me wrapped up in his arms, his face buried in the crook of my neck as he breathed me in like he was desperate for air.
A chuckle slipped from my lips as I instinctively wrapped my arms and legs around him, holding him close. "Someone’s eager today."
"You could say that," he murmured, his voice rough, thick with something I couldn’t quite place. The way he clutched me, like he was afraid to let go, set off a small alarm in the back of my mind.
There was tension in his body—coiled, tight, barely restrained. His muscles, usually relaxed under my touch, were rigid. I felt it in the way his fingers dug into my waist, in the way his breath came just a little too unevenly against my skin.
Something was wrong.
I let m
