Words Unspoken

Corbin’s POV

I had mentally replayed this scene at least a hundred times. Rehearsed what I’d say, how I’d look her in the eye. But now, standing in the middle of her apartment— I had nothing. Not a single word could make it successfully out of my mouth.

My hands were balled up at my sides. I could feel my fingers digging into my palms, holding back every impulse in me just screaming to touch her.