For a moment, the girl's gaze conveyed bewilderment, as if she herself was trying to understand how she ended up in that place. But when her eyes met his, they shone with intensity, an almost wild urgency. "Leave tomorrow for later," she murmured fervently.
Unexpectedly, Amon closed the distance between them, his hands firmly cradling her face, while his lips met hers in a passionate kiss. A guttural, almost primal sound emerged from within him, making Ariel's body shiver. Pressing her close, he led her inside the apartment, heading to his bedroom and sealing the door behind him.
As he kissed her, there was a sense of urgency, as if there was an inner force he had been trying to restrain, but was now breaking free. Amon paused for a moment, his hands exploring Ariel's neck. His fingers intertwined in her hair, tilting her head slightly back, granting him better access to the curve of her neck.
