Choosing You

KELLAN’S POV

The world narrowed down to her.

The sound of the water hitting the tile. The heat of her body pressed against mine. The faint hitch in her breath when I kissed her like I might lose her if I didn’t.

God.

My hands trembled as they held hers, fingers locked together, anchoring me to something real. To her. Because if I let go, even for a second, I knew exactly where my mind would go.