Temporarily Yours

"Andrea..." Eli murmured, voice low and urgent. "Look at me."

I obeyed, meeting his gaze.

I thought about the texts again, the words we had sent, the promises and confessions scribbled across a glowing screen. I've missed you so much. Not stupid. Never stupid. They looped in my mind, pulling me closer to him despite my better judgment.

He leaned back slightly, brushing a stray lock of hair behind my ear. "You feel it too, don't you?"

I bit my lip, unsure if I wanted to confess. Was it the memory of missing him, the heat of his touch, or both? "Maybe... yes," I whispered, letting the admission hang in the air.

Eli smiled, a small, almost tender curve that made my chest tighten. "Good," he said softly. "Because I don't plan on letting go tonight. Not until you tell me to."
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She remembers the motel room, the heat, the chaos, and the pull she couldn't resist. Now, she's trying to move on