The kiss deepened, but not woth urgency.It was tentatively passionate, as if both of them were testing the reality of the moment, confirming that they were still standing in the same room, still bound to the same disastrous gravity that had pulled them together in the first place.William’s mouth was warm, familiar. His hand slid from Ava’s cheek to the back of her neck, fingers threading into her hair with a possessiveness that made her breath hitch. The moment she responded—softly at first, then with more certainty—something in him snapped.The restraint he’d been clinging to all evening dissolved.He pulled her closer, the space between them vanishing as if it had never existed. Ava’s hands found his chest instinctively, palms pressing against the steady rise and fall of his breathing. She could feel his heart beneath her fingers, fast and insistent, betraying the calm authority he’d tried so hard to maintain.“I don't know if I can trust you,” she whispered against his mouth, tho
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