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“Then take it,” he said.
That was it
That moment.
The line between before and now.
I stepped into him.
Not hesitant.
Not unsure.
Choosing it.
His hand came to my waist, pulling me closer as my fingers curled into his shirt.
My breath caught as his forehead brushed mine.
Close.
So close.
“Still sure?” he murmured.
I didn’t answer.
I kissed him.
It wasn’t slow this time.
Not careful.
Not cautious.
It was everything we’d been holding back.
Weeks of tension.
Fear.
Trust.
Relief.
All of it crashing together at once.
His grip tightened, pulling me flush against him as I pressed closer, my heart racing, my thoughts gone.
Just feeling.
Just him.
For a moment—
Nothing else existed.
No past.
