Iris still stood in the hallway outside her apartment, looking at Devin. The tension between them was thick, their words only deepening the moment.
“Why did you kiss me?” Devin asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
“Because I wanted to,” she replied simply.
“That’s it?” His eyes searched hers, as though hoping for something more.
She tilted her head, a teasing glint in her gaze. “Is there something you want to hear?”
Devin sighed, feeling like her emotions were throwing him into a storm of uncertainty. She was hard to read—one minute, warmth; the next, mystery. It was maddening, but he couldn’t deny the pull between them.
“What now?” she asked, her tone softening.
“Now?” He smirked, stepping closer. “Now, I finish what you started.” With a low growl, he pulled her to him, pressin
