_Chapter 12: Whispers_
Maya's heart still raced from the kiss, but she couldn't help feeling a sense of calm wash over her. She was exactly where she was meant to be - in Chase's arms.
As they sat together on the couch, Chase's fingers traced gentle patterns on her skin, sending shivers down her spine. Maya felt like she was melting into his touch, like she was becoming one with him.
"I love the way you touch me, Chase," Maya whispered, her voice barely audible.
Chase's eyes locked onto hers, his gaze burning with intensity. "I love touching you, Maya," he replied, his voice low and husky. "You're so soft, so gentle... so beautiful."
Maya's heart fluttered at his words, and she felt her face heat up with a blush. No one had ever made her feel so desired, so loved.
As they sat there, wrapped in each other's arms, Maya knew that she was falling deeply in love with Chase. And she could see in his eyes that he felt the same way.
"Chase?" Maya whispered, her voice trembling.
"Yes, Maya?" he replied, his breath tickling her ear.
"What's happening between us?" Maya asked, her heart pounding in her chest.
Chase's fingers paused on her skin, and he looked into her eyes. "I don't know, Maya," he said, his voice filled with emotion. "But I know I don't want it to stop."
Maya's heart skipped a beat at his words. She didn't want it to stop either.
As they sat there, wrapped in each other's arms, Maya knew that she had found her soulmate in Chase. And she was ready to face whatever came next, as long as they were together...