"What does it remind you of?" she asked with genuine curiosity, studying him closely now. Emma had always viewed him as a man of dominance, not someone who'd appreciate the beauty of the moon or flowers. She wondered what caused this sudden change in him.
Kevin paused, teeth gently sunk into his bottom lip as he gazed at her with an intensity that could only be described as sheer passion. "You."
Emma felt her pulse quicken as she heard his words. Her eyes met his again, breaths sharp and mouth shut, unsure how to respond so she waited for him to continue.
"So beautiful yet so distant, just like you," His words lingered in the air, hinting at a deeper meaning that she couldn't quite grasp.
Distant? Was he talking of physical distance or something deeper?
Emma was shocked by the irony of his statement. What about the nights they spent in each other's arms? Countless nights she slept while he was inside her, their bodies intertwined as if one. Each morning, her body would bear marks o
