ARIAKane moved at last.He crossed the room quietly, like he always did. He did hesitate at all.He lowered himself besides me on the floor Instead of pulling me up or telling me to sit somewhere more comfortable. That mattered more than I wanted to admit. How he'd brought himself down to sit with me.The carpet wac cold beneath me my palms. For a moment, he didn't speak. He didn't crowd me either. Just sat close enough that I could feel the warmth radiating off him, so steady, so real.Then I felt his hand shifting. But he didn't take mine.He didn't wrap his fingers around my wrist the way Zane use to when he wanted to make a point. Didn't grip tight enough to leave bruises that looked accidental.Didn't hold on like Ross, too eager, too Insistent, like if he loosened his grasp I might vanish.Kane was really different, a breath of fresh air. My breath of fresh air.A smile spread across my face, inevitably. I needed this. All this while I'd been aching for it.Kane only hooked his
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