"Well, you don't have to worry about anything else. Leave it all to me—the expert in these things," Riley said with a grin that carried a dangerous mix of charm and confidence.
His tone was teasing, but his eyes held a glint of something deeper, something serious.
Then his expression softened. "But are you really sure about this, Selena?" he asked quietly, his voice lowering as if afraid the moment might shatter if he spoke too loud.
Selena hesitated. Her fingers twisted together, her chest rising and falling with each shallow breath.
The silence between them stretched, heavy with anticipation.
She closed her eyes for a moment, inhaling deeply—once, twice, five times—before finally nodding. It wasn't a bold nod, but it was enough.
That was all Riley needed.
He took a single step forward, and in an instant, his arms were around her.
Selena gasped in surprise, feeling his warmth and strength envelop her completely.
