Sophie’s POVI didn’t answer right away. My hands stayed resting on his chest, feeling the steady, strong beat of his heart under my palms. It was a comforting rhythm, like a quiet promise that he was really here with me. The plane hummed softly around us, a low, steady vibration that traveled through the couch and into my body. His arms were wrapped around my waist, holding me close in his lap, and the warmth of him seeped through his shirt into my skin. I could smell his cologne mixed with the faint, clean scent of his skin, and it made me want to lean in even closer.Part of me wanted to stay just like this forever—safe in his lap, surrounded by the quiet hum of the plane and the steady strength of his arms. I liked how solid he felt beneath me, how his hand rested on my hip like it belonged there. Another part of me was still shy, still feeling the aftereffects of what we had done earlier. My body was still sensitive, a soft ache lingering between my legs from the way his fingers
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