The words were innocuous, but they carried an unexpected weight that made Eva's heart skip a beat.
A strange sensation fluttered in her stomach, inexplicable and yet undeniable.
Her body seemed to respond to his proximity, and her thoughts became a blur of confusion and anticipation.
Xylon's cheek brushed against hers gently, the caress an unspoken invitation into a world of intimacy.
She could hardly comprehend the array of emotions swirling within her—the mix of vulnerability and curiosity that made her heart race.
Intriguingly, he paused, as if taking in her essence, his actions unconsciously affectionate.
Eva's scent lingered in the air, and the very idea that he was absorbing every aspect of her, even her aroma, sent an unexpected thrill through her.
As he lifted his cheek, a fraction of space between them, Eva's heart pounded.
"I... I wish..." Eva's voice quivered, her words hanging in the air like a fragile secret.
