In the meantime, here’s a sneakpeek
The moment was supposed to be sweet, slow.
However, all those years they were apart may have turned into something impatient, something that had been waiting far too long, because the moment Youngdo leaned again, whatever softness remained unraveled completely.
This kiss was nothing like the ones they shared three years ago.
Back then, it had been gentle, hesitant smiles between kisses, stolen moments in quiet hallways, lips brushing like they were afraid of wanting too much.
Innocent.
Careful.
Like they were still learning each other.
Now?
Now it was heat and hunger, and everything they’d denied themselves.
Minji barely registered the shift before she was moving, her knees sliding over his, hands gripping his shoulders as she ended up on his lap. Youngdo sucked in a sharp breath, hands flying to her waist on instinct, fingers digging in like he was afraid she might disappear if he didn’t hold on.
