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127~ Are You Suddenly Shy, Zane?

Author: Ashveil
last update Last Updated: 2025-11-16 19:25:48

Zane's Point Of View

Miles pulled back slowly, his lips lingering against mine for just a second longer before he gave my bottom lip a gentle tug with his teeth, releasing it with a soft, satisfied hum.

His hands remained firm on my waist, his thumbs brushing slow, teasing circles over the fabric of my shirt, sending shivers down my spine. My fingers were still tangled in his hair, my other hand gripping his shoulder like he was the only thing keeping me upright.

The air between us was thick
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