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She picks up a strawberry, ripe and red, and bites into it. Juice trickles down her chin, and I'm up on my knees, wiping it away with my thumb before leaning in to taste the sweetness from her skin. It's an intimacy that sends a jolt through me, a promise of what's to come.
I pour the wine, watch it swirl in the glasses, and hand her one. Our fingers brush, electric, even now.
We toast to the sunset, to the waves, to us. There's no world beyond this stretch of sand, no reality outside of her touch, her taste. Every sip is laced with the potential of the night ahead. It's reckless and wild, the way I feel about her—like I'm standing on the edge of a cliff, ready to jump without knowing if there's water below.
We fall into silence, the kind that's comfortable, filled with unspoken understanding.
"Blaze, I..." She hesitates, and my entire being focuses on her, every sense attuned to the cadence of her breath, the warmth of her presence. "I'm scared of falling too hard."
I know what she's saying, and it warms my insides. I want her to fall deeper in love with me every day—like I do her.
"Nova, look at me." I wait until those clear eyes lock onto mine. "You're not alone. Not anymore. And if you fall, I'll catch you."
"Thank you," she whispers, and the intensity in her voice wraps around me, binding me to her in ways I can't explain. It's more than lust. It's a connection that burns down to the soul.
"Always, Nova."
Her hand finds mine, a simple touch that sears through my skin, branding me hers. We continue to eat, to share, to unravel before each other as the sun dips below the horizon, its last rays painting us in hues of fiery passion and desire.
The whisper of the tide kissing the shore plays a rhythmic heartbeat to this moment—Nova's head rests against my shoulder, her breaths syncing with the push and pull of the sea. Our fingers tangle in a mess of shared warmth, and every point where our bodies meet sparks like live wires under our skin.
"Blaze," she murmurs, a tremor in her voice that vibrates through me.
"Nova." I turn my head slightly, my lips almost grazing her temple, inhaling the salty-sweet mix of ocean air and her floral scent. It's intoxicating, dizzying, and I'm drunk on her proximity.
"Your heart's racing," she observes, her hand laying flat over my chest, feeling the frantic drum inside.
"Can't help it," I confess, my voice a low growl of truth. "It's your gravity pulling me in, no escape."
She lets out a soft laugh, but there's an edge to it, sharp with something unsaid. I want to dive into those depths, swim in the dark waters of her soul. Instead, I reach for words, heavy with meaning, desperate to anchor us both.
"Nova, you've turned my world upside down. You're the chaos in my calm, the storm I can't weather away." My hand cradles her cheek, thumb caressing the soft skin there. "You think you're lost, but damn, you're my North Star. In all this madness, you're what centers me."
Her eyes flicker, holding mine, a silent plea for something raw, something real. I give it to her, stripped bare.
"I love you, Nova Sinclair." The words pour out, unrestrained and fierce. "Love you like a tempest loves the sea—relentless, wild, consuming. Love you like a code running deep in my veins, complex and essential. You're the pulse behind every beat of my existence. I know I said it last night, but I wanted to say it to again when we weren't in the throes of pasison so you would know I mean it. I mean every fucking word. I'm so fucking in love with you."
She smiles, and I watch the emotions playing over her face—the shock, the awe, the dawning realization that this is not just passion. This is possession, obsession—a devouring need that blazes hot enough to scorch the sun.
"Say it again," she breathes, her voice a ragged whisper lost in the sound of the waves.
"I love you," I repeat, pressing my forehead to hers, our breaths mingling, creating a shared atmosphere. "And I'll keep saying it, Nova. Over every crashing wave, under every star in the sky. Until the end of time."
Her lips find mine then, a collision of desire and desperation, tasting of salt and promise.
Her lips part from mine, the taste of our shared breath lingering like a touch. She draws back, her cerulean gaze fierce and luminescent in the twilight of the beach. The dying sun casts halos around her, turning her into an ethereal being—a siren who's captured my very soul.
"Blaze," Nova whispers, and her voice is the tide pulling me under. "I'm lost in this...in us. I can't think, can't breathe without feeling you everywhere." She clutches at my arms, her delicate fingers dancing with her trembling. "There's something terrifying and perfect about what you make me feel."
I pull her closer, wrapping my arms around her. Her confession wraps around my heart, squeezing tight. "Nova," I say, my voice rough with emotion. "Tell me you want this as much as I do."
"I do." She breathes the words against my neck, sending shivers down my spine. "God, Blaze, I want to explore every inch of this madness that's you and me. To dive so deep we lose ourselves and find each other over and over again."
The heat between us crackles, a living thing that consumes the air. My hand travels up her spine, tracing the line of her vertebrae through the fabric of her dress until I reach the nape of her neck. My fingers twine into her hair, tilting her head back to look into her eyes—a whirlpool drawing me in.
"Then let's get lost together," I growl, the need for her pulsing through me like a primal drumbeat.
She arches against me, and I feel her desire mirroring my own, a reflection so intense it could burn through the night. Her hands roam over my chest, every touch leaving trails of fire. I'm hard, throbbing with the urgency of our connection, and I know she feels it too—pressing into her.
