Hannah's POV

　　As I lifted my head from Christian's shoulder, the warmth of his presence lingered, and I realized just how close we were. A flush of embarrassment crept up my cheeks, and I quickly pulled away, murmuring an apology. "Sorry about that, Christian. I didn't mean to…" I trailed off, not quite knowing how to finish the sentence.

　　Christian's gentle smile eased my nerves. "No need to apologize, Hannah. We all have our moments."

　　We came out ...