KARIMA HEART
I shifted under the pressure of his weight, his warmth pressing me down more than his body ever could.
"Are you okay?" he asked, bracing himself with his knuckles, lifting just enough for me to drag in a breath.
"I can breathe now," I whispered, turning to face him. He rolled onto his back beside me, the mattress dipping, his arm brushing lightly against mine.
"You okay now?" he asked again, softer this time, his voice low and close enough to feel on my skin.
I only nodded, pulling the duvet over my bare laps, though it did little to hide the shiver that ran through me.
"So… what’s your answer?" His eyes stayed fixed on me, steady, searching, while I avoided his gaze.
It wasn’t a question I intended answering. Not now. Maybe not until I was sure of what I truly wanted t
