Linda remained seated in Nina's hospital room, her mind still processing what had just happened between her and Alex.
The kiss replayed in her memory... brief, impulsive, but undeniably real.
At least it didn't backfire completely, she thought, allowing herself a small measure of relief. He wasn't angry. He wasn't disgusted. Just... overwhelmed.
The real challenge now would be explaining these feelings to him properly.
She'd acted on pure impulse, driven by days of suppressed desire, but the truth was... she didn't want it to stop at a kiss.
That single touch had only awakened the hunger for more, so much more, with him. She wanted everything: his lips again and again, his touch, his breath, his entire presence consuming hers.
A shiver curled through her spine at the thought, warmth pooling low in her belly, her heart racing as though his lips were still on hers.
