Crossing the Line

Nadia

We stood there for a moment, and I became acutely aware of how close we were standing.

Freshly showered Torin was breathtaking but the Torin who agreed with me was downright mesmerising.

I could see the faint stubble on his jaw and his shirt that was still slightly damp from his shower.

With an agonizing clarity, I realized this was the second time in two days that I'd found myself noticing