Coral’s POV
I don’t want to leave.
I should leave. I need to leave.
But every cell in my body is still humming, still vibrating from the way Eros kissed me. It wasn't just passion—it was something deeper, something raw that I felt in my soul.
Jason and I had always had something undeniable, something strong. But this? This was something else entirely. Something that made my breath hitch and my knees weak. Something that made me feel like if he kissed me one more time, I might actually dissolve into him.
So, I hesitate.
And that hesitation costs me.
Because the moment I turn to leave, Eros is on me again.
His grip is firm but not forceful as he pulls me back into his arms. Before I can even catch my breath, his mouth crashes into mine, and I am gone.
Boneless. Weightless.
My arms
