Enzo caught the flicker of disappointment in her eyes even though she tried to hide it. "Hey," he said, reaching down to brush a stray strand of hair away from her face. "Don't worry, alright? I'll be back before you know it. Thirty minutes, tops."
Adeline sighed before giving him a small nod. "Alright."
With that, Enzo leaned in again—this time, placing a soft kiss on her lips. But unlike the simple peck she expected, this kiss was different. His hand slipped along her jaw and into her hair as he tilted his head, deepening it.
His thumb stroked gently against her cheek, his lips coaxing a breathy sound from her throat. Her eyes fluttered shut, and her hands gripped the blanket tightly.
For a second, she nearly lost herself in it, almost forgetting he was supposed to be leaving. But even as her body melted into his, she caught herself, pressing her palms against his chest with a giggle and gently pushing him back.
"Go, silly," she whispered between soft laughs.
