Chapter 42
- Tristan's POV
- Mia was in my arms, her soft curves pressed against me as she tried to steady herself after tripping. Her hands clutched my shirt, and I could feel her warmth through the fabric. Her wide, startled eyes met mine, and for a moment, time stood still.
- Her lips—plump, pink, and so inviting—were mere inches away. I couldn’t stop myself, couldn’t hold back the desire that had been building inside me for so long.