He pulled back, his breath shaking in his chest, and gently rested his forehead against hers. His hands cupped her cheeks with a tenderness that made her heart flutter, as if he was afraid she would vanish if he held her too tightly. She leaned into him, letting the warmth of his touch steady her racing breath.
"Let me feel you…" he murmured, his voice low and almost pleading, brushing along her skin like a confession he had kept tucked inside his ribs for too long.
Bella blinked up at him, barely having time to understand what he meant before he swept her into his arms. The world tilted for a moment, her hands curling around his shoulders in surprise, and then he carried her down the quiet corridor. His steps echoed softly, muffled by thick carpet and the dimness around them, until he gently pushed a door open with his shoulder and stepped inside.
Bella's breath caught.
