MARIE

“Marie?”

Daniel’s voice came first; it was soft and careful, like he was afraid I might disappear if he spoke too loudly.

Then the lock clicked.

The door opened.

He stepped aside, giving me space to enter, but I didn’t wait for permission. The moment I saw him, something hot and sharp snapped inside me. I grabbed his collar, pulled him down, and kissed him hard. It wasn't soft or sweet; it was possessive.

I wanted her to see it. I wanted her to know.

His body reacted before ...