The pain in my ribs flares when I press in closer.
Ignore it.
Worth it.
Completely worth it.
Her breath catches against my mouth, and for a second I think we might actually forget where we are.
Forget what’s coming.
But then—
A voice cuts down the hallway.
“Clear on the east side—”
Footsteps.
Getting closer.
Mila breaks the kiss first.
Not because she wants to.
Because she has to.
Her forehead rests briefly against mine, her breath uneven now.
“Terrible timing,” I mutter.
A ghost of a smile touches her lips.
“Always.”
But her eyes…
Her eyes are different now.
Softer.
Deeper.
Mine.
Yeah.
That just happened.
Footsteps pass by the hallway entrance.
Neither of us moves right away.
Neither of us wants to.
But then—
That feeling hits again.
