Michael Alpharia's POV
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The warmth of her skin in the bathtub felt so good.
My fingers found their way to her face, brushing a damp strand of hair back, letting my hand linger just a bit longer than necessary.
Her skin felt so soft under my touch, her eyes meeting mine with a quiet intensity that made it hard to breathe.
I looked at her, really looked at her, noticing the vulnerability in her emerald-green eyes, the slight tension in her shoulders, and the curve of her lips, parted as if she wanted to say something but couldn't find the words.
I leaned in, letting my lips brush against hers, tentative at first, testing if she'd let me.
And she did. The kiss was soft and delicate, and in that single moment, I felt everything I'd been holding back.
