He exhales sharply, jaw clenching as he forces himself to step back. His hands drop from her waist, and the warmth of her body leaves his fingertips. He turns around, running a hand through his hair, needing distance before he forgets himself completely
But just as he reaches the other side of the kitchen, he pauses. A smirk tugs at his lips, and he glances over his shoulder, eyes dark with mischief
Adam Brody
“So, Luna… I gave you comfort. What do I get in return?”
Her eyes widen slightly, her heart still racing from how close he had been just moments ago. The way his voice dips so smoothly into something teasing, something dangerous, makes her entire body feel too warm
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