ZURI

His chest was warm beneath my cheek, rising and falling in slow, steady breaths. I could almost hear his thoughts in this position. His body was warm, nearly hot, but strangely, it didn’t feel uncomfortable.

For a long moment, I didn’t move. I only listened to whatever his heart was trying to push out, letting the silence stretch between us. My skin still tingled where his hands had been, and I could feel his fingers brushing lazily against my hip and back.

“You’re quiet,” Tyr ...