A Mirror Too Honest
FFEE, NIGHT AI
seemed to follow them everywhere. Dim lights, the soft hum of an espress
but forgotten. Across from her, Dean stirred his
's just... one almost?"
sure what he meant
confession, one almost right moment that slips through your fingers.
he dim light reflected in his eyes, how his hair fell across
ound poetic,"
"Or maybe it'
m deadlines to dreams, and somewhere between laug
now," he murmured, "I've always thought you were..
heeks warm
guing. Dangerous in a wa
ecome familiar in recent weeks-not just becau
she'd anticipated. "I could say the same about you," she wh
te, almost tender. "Strangely compelling... I l
d to fade. The hum of the espresso machine, the distant chatte
hers, a mere inch away.
voice low, almost a
sh from the other side of the café. A ch
hand. Sophia's pulse slowed, her cheeks flush
red, shaking his hea
, nervous sound. "It's like we're curse
utside. The night air was crisp, carry
offered her one. She hesi
aling deeply. "Sometimes the
m muted. The tension from earlier lingered, thick and ta
a finally said, voice low. "Not c
ng on his lips. "You always notice," he
between them, but fear lingered-fear of vulnerability, fear of
rner. The glow of the stre
aling smoke, "I've been wa
eath caught
ulnerable. "Tell you how much I... care
n them, almost tangib
w could she put into words what she felt? The pull toward him, t
den sound-a muffled shout, distant but
, protective. "They'r
feared for weeks was no longer a distant pres
nding. "Stay close," he whispered. "W
ness across the street. Hooded
"They're watching every
r body wanted to lean into him, to give in to
ust a gesture, but deliber
muttered. "And they're not just test
een them-the almost touches, the almost confess
that nothing-neither love nor d
eness is violently interrupted by the shadowy threat that has been stalking them. The emotional
escalating suspense, and the shadowy
hum reduced to distant traffic and the occasional
ed. Every instinct screamed that danger was near, yet the warmth of his to
every muscle coiled and alert. Yet, when he looked a
sked, voice low,
ugh her chest tightened with adrena
"I'll be okay as lo
ntensity of them, the protective promi
adows. Dean leaned slightly closer, and Sophia's breath hi
eeks," Dean murmured, eyes dark and
art pounded
shed against hers, fingers lacing tentatively. The
lean in, to close the tiny gap betw
gerous," sh
into a half-smile
ry moment with him was a dange
e and silent-reached their ears. I
e muttered, scanning the dark
ach knotted.
"Someone who knows us. Someone who wants to
, tested them, threatened them-was no longer an abs
ened. "Stay close. Don't let
ery instinct screamed danger. E
. Two hearts beating too fast, two hands brushing, two
right," he whispered. "Even with everything happening.
eel it too," she admitted, voice tremb
ly closer, the distance betwe
inches from hers, the night
fragile intimacy-a sharp snap
the noise. His body went ri
Her heart pounded not wi
Dean muttered. "
t-kiss, the whispered confessions, the sparks betw
nning the street. "We can't stay here. They
artbeat, every nerve, screamed danger, yet sh
et, silent, careful. Shadows shifted
iable thrill. She trusted him. She needed him. And the tens
hispered. "And they're testing us.
e surged. "Wh
mply. "We stay close. An
os. Order. Every element of their lives-and their hear
dows swallowing them. Sophia's breath was r
mouth of the alley-hoo
" he whispered. "Wait
to hide, to fight-but also to lean into him, to trus
ent. Then, without warning, it turn
sing just enough for Sophia to
r breath. The night air was cool, the
ced at him.
w, protective. "Not now," he wh
The first sparks of real chemistry had almost ignited into so
, she realized something terrifying-and exhilarating
tive. "We'll have our moment," he murmured. "When
. Safe. Gone. Ready. Words that promised intimac
, and both Sophia and Dean are left teetering on the edge-emotionally, physically, and strategically. The threat is patient, perso