SELENA'S POV The moment his hands found my waist, my breath caught. I couldn't look away, and before I could process anything, his lips touched mine, and everything inside me went still. It wasn't like the rushed, accidental brushes we'd shared before. This was deliberate. Slow. Intentional. His hand tightened slightly around my waist, pulling me closer like he was afraid I'd slip away if he didn't hold on properly. My fingers, which had instinctively curled into the fabric of his shirt, trembled against his chest. I could feel his heartbeat, fast and unsteady, just like mine. For just one second, I forgot everything. The contract, the rules, the hurt, the way he had pushed me away before. All I felt was him. Warm, solid, real. His lips moved gently against mine, not demanding, not forceful, just exploring, like he was searching for an answer to something he didn't fully understand yet. And that scared me. Because I liked it. God help me, I liked it. My body softened against his
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