She shivered at the possessive tone in his voice, but she refused to let him know how much it scared her. "I don't feel that way about you," she said, forcing herself to sound confident despite the tremor in her voice.
He put his hand on her shoulder and began to massage it gently. I know, but I don't care. There won't be anyone in the library today.
The words sent a chill down Miya's spine. She knew what Jess was implying, and she couldn't help but feel trapped. "I-I can't," she stammered out, her voice barely audible above the soft rustling of papers around them. "Someone might come..."
Her heart feels like it's about to explode out of her chest as Tora kisses her; the sensation sending shivers down her spine and making her knees go weak. She wraps her arms around his neck, deepening the kiss even further, wanting nothing more than for this moment to last forever.
As they pull apart, she looks up at him with sparkling eyes, a blush coloring her cheeks. "Thank you," she whispers hoarsely. "For tonight... and for everything."
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"You're welcome," he whispers back, his voice rough with emotion. "I... I had fun tonight too." He brushes a strand of hair away from her face again, cupping her cheek in his hand. "Let's see where this leads us, okay?"
She nods slowly, unable to speak past the lump forming in her throat. They stand there for a moment longer, lost in each other's eyes, before finally beginning the walk back home together.