Liv’s POV

I sat on the edge of the plush sofa in Kaelon’s private room, feeling the weight of the situation press down on me. My heart was still racing from the tension earlier, and the lingering heat of our passionate moment made it even harder to focus.

As the sound of Kaelon’s voice slowly faded into the distance, I couldn’t help but feel embarrassed by the excuse he’d given for me needing "rest." It wasn’t that I was ashamed of the time we’d shared—far from ...