Chapter Thirteen

Savannah

The moment stretches after we stop kissing. Everything around us is thick and charged, yet strangely calm all at once.

I stay where I am, curled against Corbin’s side, my head resting just under his collarbone. My heart still races, and my skin still feels too warm, but there’s no panic in it. Or regret, just this sense of awareness. The kind that hums through you when you’ve been right o