Sophia POVIt was past midnight when the door finally opened,.I looked up from the couch, the book in my lap untouched for hours,. “You’re so late,.” I spoke,.“I know.”He set his jacket down and loosened his tie., his movement were sharp, almost looked like he was irritated. Also there was something off in his voice when he spoke earlier,—too controlled-, stretched thin., like tension pulled taut beneath every word,.I stood without thinking, smoothing the front of my sweater-, the old reflex kicking in before I could stop it,.“Do you want dinner?” I asked. “ I can warm it up-, or—”He stopped directly in front of me,.Too close,.The distance between us vanished in a single step, so sudden it stole the rest of my sentence,. My breath hitched before I even realised why,.“Damian?” My voice dropped instinctively, softer, cautious,.His hand came up to my face, firm against my jaw,. His fingers tilted my chin upward, forcing my eyes to meet his before I could retreat. The touch c
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