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Chapter 10: At the Edge Of Discovery
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The night unfolded slowly, thick with the kind of silence that seemed to weigh on every surface. Mara was awake after the clock had blinked past midnight, and her skin was still humming with the memory of Daniel’s breath against her throat, his fingers at her waist, and the gravity of his restraint holding them both in place.She should have pulled away.He should have stepped back.But instead, they hovered on the edge of something they could no longer pretend wasn’t there.And now—every second felt like she was waiting for that edge to pull her back in.A soft knock broke the silence.Very soft.Just enough to be intentional.Mara sat up quickly, her pulse jumped as she realized–even before opening the door–who was on the other side.Daniel stood there, the dim hallway light was brushing over the tension in his shoulders. His hair was slightly disheveled, his shirt was untucked at the side like he had dragged a hand through it a dozen times trying to breathe, trying to think, and t
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Night settled slowly over the house, turning the windows into dark mirrors. Mara had spent the evening pretending to read, but her eyes kept tracing the same sentence. The words refused to register and her mind pulsed with only one thing—one look—one moment, repeating itself like a heartbeat she could feel everywhere.“Daniel’s eyes in the mirror.”The way they had pulled her toward him without a touch, and even without a single step.A wanting that is wrapped around her, quiet but irresistible.She wasn’t sure whether she was avoiding him or waiting for him and she wasn’t even sure which one frightened her more.The hallway groaned softly and her breath stilled.Daniel appeared in the doorway, leaning against the frame, the way he does whenever he was thinking too much. But tonight, there was nothing casual about the way he stood there. His shirt sleeves were rolled slightly, his top buttons were undone, making him look both undone and contained at the same time.“Mara,” he said so
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Daniel had always been a quiet man—steady, thoughtful, and not one to rush a moment or speak without a purpose. But lately, there was a new stillness to him. Not distant… just watchful. Mara felt it before she caught him looking. A low hum lay beneath the ordinary rhythm of their days, something that gathered in the corners of their home like warmth trapped behind the glass. She noticed it first in the hallway. She had been bending to pick up the laundry basket, wearing nothing remarkable—just an old shirt of his and loose shorts—but the air around her changed. Not the sound of footsteps or breath. Just… awareness. The gravity of being seen. She straightened herself slowly, and glanced over her shoulder. Daniel stood at the other end of the hallway, leaning slightly against the wall as if he had stopped mid-step. His eyes were lowered—not to her face, but to her legs, her hips, and to the soft fall of his shirt against her body. When he finally lifted his gaze to hers,
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Mara had always believed that marriage changes in tiny, nearly invisible ways. Not the grand gestures or the sweet confessions, but how the minute changes —like how someone exhales when you walk into the room or how their eyes chase after you without realizing they’re doing it. She learnt this on a quiet autumn night, long before the neighborhood had swallowed itself into silence. Her husband, Daniel had gone to bed earlier, due to exhaustion. She had stayed up in the living room with her cup of herbal tea, letting the heat soak into her palms, and letting the quietness extend. Their days had been full of work, errands, obligations–everything except time for the two of them to breathe around each other. She did not notice he had not gone to bed. At first, it started with a feeling—a shiver she couldn’t name. A sensation that something in the room had just changed slightly. She set her cup down and tilted her head, listening. No sound–only the hum of the refrigerator and the
Breed Me Please Chapter 10: At the Edge Of Discovery
There were moments when Jacob Matthews wished he had believed in omens. It would have been easier to blame the heavy sky that morning, or the way the house felt quiet, as if it already knew something he didn’t. But he knew better—silence did not predict trouble, people did. And today, every person in the house seemed to be carrying their own storm.Emily had barely slept and he could tell from the moment he saw her during breakfast. Her eyes were haunted and her hair was loosely tied but was falling in tired waves around her face, and she moved like someone trying not to think too much.But, Alex did not notice any of it. Or maybe he did—or maybe he noticed the worst out of it.“Morning,” Alex said, pushing a mug toward her without looking up. “You are up early.”Emily murmured ‘thanks’ and forced a smile Jacob knew was fake. It was the same smile he had seen on her whenever Alex’s mother visited–polite, brittle and a little too bright.Jacob stood by the counter, pretending to read
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Jacob had always believed that before a house snapped, it always made a sound like a creak in the walls, a shift in the foundation, and a quiet groan that said the structure wants to give up.He heard that same sound in himself, the moment he walked into the kitchen that afternoon and saw Emily standing at the counter.She turned at the noise of his steps.Her hair was slightly tousled in a way he recognized—not the messy bun she makes whenever she is cooking, but the restless sleep kind.Her oversized shirt, which was clearly borrowed from Alex’s drawer, was dipped low enough to tease the faint valley between her breasts. It clung to her hips in a way that made his breath freeze.She smiled, small and startled, like she had not expected him home early.“Jacob—hey. You’re back sooner than I expected.”He forced a nod. “Traffic was light.”Traffic.What a pathetic lie. He had practically sped home and was shaken by a feeling he couldn’t explain—some instinct telling him that he need
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