Caleb’s P.O.V

I let out a slow breath, my heart hammering in my chest as I stare into Care’s eyes, feeling the weight of the moment settling between us. It’s absurd, really. The way the dim glow of the streetlights flickers against her face, highlighting the soft amusement tugging at the corners of her lips, making her look both mischievous and strangely vulnerable. My hand is already half-raised, the space between us narrowing, and then, just before our lips can meet, she throws ...