EMILIA POVThe ride to Desert Ridge took six hours, and every mile felt like traveling backward through time.I'd forgotten what it felt like to be pressed against Axel's back, my arms wrapped around his waist, feeling every breath he took. The motorcycle thrummed between my thighs, powerful and dangerous, just like the man controlling it.We stopped twice for gas and food, barely speaking except for necessity. But I caught him watching me when he thought I wasn't looking, his green eyes unreadable behind dark sunglasses."You still eat like a bird," Axel observed at our second stop, nodding toward my half, finished sandwich."You still eat like you're feeding an army," I shot back, watching him demolish a burger and fries.The corner of his mouth quirked up. "Some things don't change."But everything had changed. The easy familiarity we'd once shared was gone, replaced by tension thick. Every accidental touch sent sparks through me, but Axel remained frustratingly controlled.As we g
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