Jimmy's POV
I stayed silent.
Every fiber in my body craved more of her touch, each nerve firing with electric need, begging me to surrender completely.
Yet my rational mind screamed warnings, demanding I retreat before I crossed a line I couldn't come back from.
If I gave in completely, I might become like my father—consumed, unhinged by obsession.
Better to step back now than risk seeing disgust in her eyes later, I reasoned.
"If you won't answer, I'll take that as a yes," Evelin murmured, moving closer until her lips nearly grazed my ear.
Her soft, heated lips barely touched my earlobe—such a fleeting contact that it ignited something deep inside me.
I flinched, my body betraying me with an involuntary tremor.
Evelin noticed how my ears gradually turned crimson, and her mouth curved into a knowing smile. I could tell she thought she had me figured out.
