Cyrus moved towards her, even before he realized it.

Camilla smiled, her heart racing from excitement. Her body jolted with heat the moment he wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her into his chest, in a soft and warm embrace.

“Ash…” she breathed, melting into him.

He lowered his head to the crook of her neck, inhaling her familiar and soothing scent. He lifted his face, to kiss her forehead before pressing his head against hers. He was like a starved man.

He pulled away with his arms still on her waist. His gaze trained on her, raking her all over and then his lips curved into a cute,...