The kiss burned through Lily like wildfire, igniting something deep and undeniable within her. Ethan's hands gripped her waist, his fingers pressing into her skin as if he couldn't bear to let her go.
And for a moment, she didn't want him to.
But reality was cruel.
A sharp knock on the door shattered the moment.
Ethan broke the kiss, his breath ragged, his forehead resting against hers.
Lily's heart pounded, not just from the lingering heat of his touch, but from the sudden, crushing realization of what they'd just done.
What it meant.
She pulled back, her hands slipping away from his shirt as the knock came again—louder this time.
"Ethan," Alejandro's voice called from the other side. "We have a problem."
Ethan exhaled harshly, his jaw tightening. Without another word, he turned and pulled the door open.
Alejandro stood there, his face grim.
Lily straightened, trying to regain her composure.
