Chapter 159
Neither of them moved immediately.
The bathroom remained painfully quiet, the soft light above the mirror casting shadows across the tense lines of Damian's face.
Ava could still feel the warmth of his hand near her back.
Even though he wasn't touching her anymore.
Her pulse refused to steady.
And judging from the rigid set of Damian's shoulders, his wasn't any calmer.
Their eyes remained locked through the mirror.
The tension between them felt almost unbearable now. It was thick and consuming, curling through the small space until it seemed impossible to breathe normally. His hands itched for her, but he didn't try to touch her again. he just kept staring like it was physically impossible for him to tear his gaze away from hers and ava felt the same way.
Ava swallowed.
She watched his jaw tighten slightly like he was fighting himself again.
And somehow, that affected her even more than the kisses had.
Because she could see it now, the restraint.
