“You fucking hugged me.” My eyes sting. My throat feels tight. Axel says it like me hugging him was monumental. And my heart clenches, because it was monumental for me too. His face turns until his lips are brushing my cheek. “And I want more. Of everything.” He’s so imposing. Taking up all the space around me that I should feel trapped. Vulnerable. Something. But all I feel is his presence. “Tell me,” Axel demands. “Tell me you feel this too.”
