Between chess moves

y voice steady despite the weight of my words. It was

urried, each word carrying a weight that made my pulse quicken, "you'd never see it coming." He took a step forward, his demeanor shifting into something deliberate, almos

, I was backed against the wall, the cool surface pressing into my back. He placed a hand on the wall just above my head, c

t from this. He dipped his head, his lips brushing against my ear as he spoke. His breath was warm, sending a shiver down my sp

d a low, growing heat pooled beneath my belly. I refused to close my eyes, refused to give him the satisfacti

y thought in my head scrambled. When he finally brought his face to mine, our lips hovering just a breath apart, the

might kiss me. A part of me -a reckless, undeniable part-wanted him to

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"I expect to hear from you tomorrow," he said, his tone casual, as if he hadn't just turned my wor

hand to my chest, trying to calm my racing heart, but it was no use. He