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Sara’s POV With that affirmation, Zack leaned in, capturing my lips in another searing kiss. This time, the urgency was tempered with a newfound tenderness, a promise of care and respect. We moved together, exploring each other with gentle touches and whispered words of affection, but Zack was careful not to push too far. As we lay together on the couch, our kisses and touches growing more heated, I suddenly pulled back, my eyes filled with uncertainty. “Zack, I… I don’t think I’m ready for this. Not yet.” Zack immediately stopped, concern and understanding in his eyes. “It’s okay, Sara. We don’t have to do anything you’re not ready for. I’m here for you, no matter what.” I felt a wave of relief wash over me at his words. “Thank you, Zack. I just… need a little more time.” He nodded,