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And the reaction of my heart aren't natural, booming as if this everything was new but at the same time been my desire all this long. He gently rub my back and I feel comfortable as his every rub felt so cold that touch my heart. And I was a fool to wish that his will do the same, pumping to the extent of boiling. But here I am in his chest, listening to the dead heartbeat. It was shockingly calm my heart. Everything's so natural, but at the same time not. His gentle whisper heal my wounds and the bugs I'm still holding the whole time slipped my hand and landed with clenching sound as it broke into fragments.

“Hello baby.” Two words and he has found the key to my chest, unlocked it and stolen my heart all over again. I nearly trip. I want to say something but I'm at a loss for words so I just keep ogling at him like an idiot. Sparks break out across my skin at the feel of his palm slicking around my waist and planting itself on the small of my back. He does what I was too afraid to do; interlocks my body with his. His starling brown eyes never leave mine as his fingers delicately bruh across my neck. His touch is electric and sweet at the same time. A buzz spreads through my body like a bushfire when his forehead touches mine. The sweetness of the gesture has my heart threatening to beat itself s

Slowly thrusting and breathing. “Oh Roberto, f**k me. Don’t stop” — Later, tangled together beneath soft sheets, the city lights glittering faintly through the window, Alicia rested her head against his chest and listened to his heartbeat slow into something steady and content, his fingers tracing slow, absent patterns along her bare shoulder. "I used to think I'd never have this," Roberto murmured into the quiet dark. "Not the wedding. Not even the touch. Just this. Someone beside me at the end of a long day who makes the rest of the world feel smaller and less urgent than it actually is."

His touch was filled with love. The feeling of emptiness seemed to vanish. My world was no longer empty but rather filled with his enticing aroma. My soul appeared to enter a gentle cradle, and I was saved beneath his beating heart. Ba-dump! Ba-dump! The heartbeats gradually calmed my nearly collapsing emotions.

“My heart is beating for you? Do you think it’s all just a lie?” His words hung in the air, heavy with meaning, as his lips moved against my skin. I could feel the rapid thump of his heart against my back, its rhythm echoing the one in my own chest. I couldn’t deny the effect his touch was having on me, and it both scared and excited me.

"The closeness I want is not just like this," Beatrice smiled faintly. "But... truly close, not only through touch but also in the heart." She brought her hand closer to his chest, where his rhythmic heartbeat indicated that its owner was alive and that every nerve was stimulated by their proximity. "Closeness in the heart as well."

Victor reached for me again. "Come with me, Zoe. Believe in me. As long as I'm alive, I'll protect you—all of you." It was as if I had touched a deadly virus. My ability lashed out at him. Victor's eyes widened in shock, and he instinctively released my wrist. I took the chance to step back two paces. "Zoe, have you completely lost your mind? He's a zombie. Do you really expect a zombie to love you for real?"

“I think you, out of everyone in the world, need one person who can show you how to love again.” “And you think your cousin could do that for me?” she asked as she watched him as he thought about her question. The simple question was more than he had thought it would be. He knew it was two-sided at best. “I think my cousin could help you. I don’t know if it would be the key or not. I do think that he would help open your heart again in a way I don’t think anyone else can. You had someone like him before, so you understand.” Garrett said. “He is alone now. He needs help in life and people to love him back. For you, it may help both of you.”

"No jaan, I'm scared I might hurt you." He turned his head to kiss my palm. "You won't." He took my hand and moved it on his chest and down his abs. I gulped. His lips parted and eyes closed as he was breathing rapidly. I dared to go close to him. I was worried but I still wanted to give it a try. Also, the thought of how that woman must've touched him was boiling my blood. I wasn't disgusted with him...no...not at all, infact, I wanted to take those horrible memories away from him. Erase her touch and leave mine on him.

As he drew nearer, his steps filled with purpose, and my heart skipped a beat in anticipation. Ty closed the distance between us, and as he reached me, he gently took hold of my hand, intertwining our fingers. His touch sent electrifying shivers down my spine, igniting a flame of desire within me. The feeling of his fingertips against my skin was both comforting and thrilling.