"Daniel…" she whispered, though she did not know what she wanted to say next.
He stepped closer, close enough that she could feel the heat radiating from his body. His hand trailed down from her cheek to her jaw, then rested lightly at the base of her neck. Anna inhaled sharply, her breath catching as her eyes fluttered up to his.
"I thought about you all day," he admitted softly. "And it felt unbearable not to see you. Not to hold you."
Her lips parted, her chest tightening with a rush of emotion she had not expected to feel tonight.
Daniel's thumb caressed her cheek, slow and searching. "Tell me to stop if this is too much."
Instead, she stepped closer on her own, her hands rising to rest against his chest. She could feel his heartbeat—strong, steady, but faster than usual.
"Do not stop," Anna breathed.
Daniel's expression changed instantly.
