The submersible groaned under the crushing pressure of the deep ocean and the walls pressed so close that Ezra's thigh stayed locked tight against mine no matter how we shifted.
"Ezra, breathe. You're staring again." I whispered it low so Damien and Kai wouldn't hear from the front controls, but my pulse hammered loud in my ears. The dim red lights cast shadows over his face, highlighting the sweat on his neck from the heat building in this metal can.
He didn't pull away. Instead his hand brushed my knee in the cramped seat. "Hard not to stare, Avery. This tin can is forcing us together and my head's everywhere. You feel that tension too or is it just me?"
"I feel it," I admitted, voice catching as the sub dipped slightly and our shoulders bumped harder. "Every shift, every breath. Y
