Seeing that Kairo didn't respond, Coco decided to loop her arms gently around his neck, making sure her fingers are lightly brushing the nape of his hair as she leans in just a fraction— close enough that the faint scent of him clings to her clothes.
Their bodies aren't flush yet, just hovering at that teasing distance where heat lingers between them.
Then, one of Coco's knees nudged against Kairo's thigh accidentally, or maybe not so accidentally, and she hummed softly under her breath.
Kairo's breath stutters the second her arms tighten around him, his pulse jumping under his skin, betraying him— his cheeks flush a dark red, spreading all the way to his ears as he swallows hard.
The hybrid's eyes darted down to Coco's lips for half a heartbeat before flickering back up, wide and guilty.
