Chapter 118

• Chapter 118
• The light crept through the curtains, golden and sharp, cutting across the room like a reminder that morning didn’t care what had happened in the night. Selena stirred, her body heavy with exhaustion but alive with sensation. Every nerve hummed, every breath carried the memory of heat and hands, lips and whispered demands.
• She blinked against the light, slowly sitting up. The sheet slipped, baring her shoulders, her skin still tingling from where he had kissed her most. For a fleeting second, she let herself forget the world beyond the door. She pretended this was normal: two people tangled in sheets, their hearts still racing for each other.