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But your mouth on mine.

The kiss was hot. And beautiful. You kissed me like you were afraid I’d disappear.

I don’t want to disappear.

It was too short. I want more.

Say when.

PS - I’m wearing your favourite pink ones today. Tell me one thing about you, and maybe next time…I’ll leave them off.

CHAPTER 14

S.t.a.l.k.e.r

She watched the video twenty times again today.

A dozen times at work.

Ten more once she got home.

I know because I was there. Not too close, but close enough to see the blush on her cheeks, the bite of her bottom lip. The way her fingers ghosted across the screen like she wanted to touchmeagain.

I wanted to crash through the door and give her what she was remembering.

Instead, I paced outside her building like a caged animal, clutching my phone so tight in my hand it almost cracked. Reading and re-reading her text.

You kissed me like you were afraid I’d disappear.

I don’t want to disappear.

I want more.

Say when.

I’m unraveling.

She doesn’t even know the half of it.

She thinks she’s seen obsession. Tasted it. She hasn’t.

Not yet.

Because I’ve held back. Bit down on every filthy, reverent,goddamn feralthought I’ve had since the moment I saw her in those loose boxer shorts and that oversized tee. Since the moment I decided no man would ever be enough for her.

Except me.

But now?

She’s begging with her eyes. With her words. With the memory of her kiss still melting on my tongue.

So I go to her.

I don’t touch her. Not yet. I don’t step into her room. I just leave her a note—neater than usual. Placed right where she always finds it on her pillow.

It’s short but it costs me more than any other.

Ella,

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