Chapter 39 Thirty Nine
- RYAN'S POV
- Her breath ghosted against mine as I leaned into her. The heat between us had shifted—no longer fury, no longer grief. Just her. Just Ariel.
- I brushed my thumb along her jaw, tilting her face toward me. She let me. Her hand came to rest on my chest, fingers curling around the fabric of my shirt as I lowered my lips to hers.