Zane’s POV

I felt Belle’s breath against my neck as she gently shifted on top of me. My pulse raced, a mix of desire and disbelief settling deep in my chest. After everything we’d been through, the moment was undeniably ours. Her soft fingers trailed along my arms, her touch light, yet electrifying, and I felt a slow smile tug at the corner of my mouth. It was impossible not to feel the tension melt away, replaced by a heady anticipation.

“What did you just say?” I asked with my voice bearing a gentle humorous tone.

Belle leaned closer, her lips brushing against mine with a teasing softness, and I...