Her eyes flicked up to meet his—and the room seemed to shrink, every sound dimming around them. The TV faded into background noise. The cold from the ice cream barely registered anymore.
"I… I cannot…" Ivy's gaze dropped to the ice cream bowl she still held.
"Shhhh." Winn leaned forward, his fingers gently brushing the trembling of her hands before he took the bowl from her and set it carefully on the coffee table.
Then he moved closer, the space between them shrinking until the warmth from his body radiated into hers. "You loved me like no one ever did," he murmured. "So mean it right now… just like you meant it when you loved me."
Every nerve in her body seemed to buzz with electricity. She bit her lower lip hard, a tiny, involuntary gesture that made Winn's gaze snap to her mouth, eyes darkening.
He leaned just a fraction closer, enough that she could feel the brush of his breath across her cheek.
