"So you didn't want to stay at my place? Even though I stayed at yours?"
Leo weakly smiled, "Come on, Azrael, it's not that, and you know that righ—" before he could finish, she placed her fingers on his lips as she whispered, "Then… stay with me tonight."
Her touch froze him. Her skin, warm and smooth, brushed against his trembling mouth, and the faint scent of her perfume — a soft, intoxicating blend of rose and something deeper — filled his lungs. The words she whispered melted into his ears like a spell, erasing logic for a heartbeat.
Leo gulped and subconsciously nodded his head… as if her eyes had mesmerised him for a second, making him nod.
His chest tightened as her gaze caught him, those eyes shimmering like an ocean of unspoken desire. It wasn't just her beauty that stunned him, but the quiet longing that lingered behind her smile.
