Chapter 14
Her Touch
Author’s POV
Kingsley did not slow down until he was far enough from the room.
Even then, stopping did nothing.
The moment stayed with him.
Clear and sharp.
Annoyingly present.
Her eyes closing and her lips parting.
That brief second where she thought he was going to kiss her… and didn’t pull away.
And then…..
Her touch.
His jaw tightened.
He could still feel it like it had just happened. The way her fingers had moved across his chest so slowly, so carelessly… like she didn’t understand what she was doing to him.
Or maybe she did.
Yet she looked so innocent and naive.
That thought made something dark stir inside him.
Argon shifted restlessly.
You felt that.
Kingsley ignored him and kept walking, but his steps were no longer as steady.
He dragged a hand down his face, exhaling sharply.
It was nothing.
A mistake.
That was all it was supposed to be.
But his body hadn’t treated it like one.
That was the problem.
The way she had slipped-
The way her hand had gone lower-
The exact moment her fingers brushed down where they shouldn’t have
Everything in him had reacted instantly.
Too fast.
Too strong.
Her Touch.
And now his body refused to forget it.
“Get a grip,” he muttered under his breath.
She was temporary.
He had said it himself countless times as if forcing his brain to ingrain it inside his skull.
Temporary.
Yet here he was, replaying every second like it mattered. Like a treasured moment.
And somehow it was becoming one.
Her scent had not helped either.
Lilies. Wildflowers. Something softer beneath it.
It clung to him, stuck in his head, making it worse.
Making everything worse.
Argon let out a low, amused sound.
You wanted her.
Kingsley stopped walking.
His expression darkened.
“That’s not the point.”
It is the point.
He clenched his jaw.
Because Argon wasn’t wrong.
And that irritated him more than anything else.
Inside the room, Olivia was very much awake.
She had not moved from the bed.
Not because she couldn’t-
But because she didn’t know what to do with herself,
Her heart had refused to settle ever since he left.
It was still beating too fast.
Too loud.
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Her fingers tightened slightly against the bedsheet as she stared at nothing.
What just happened?
The question circled in her head again and again.
She could still feel it.
The moment she lost her balance.
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Her Touch.
The way his arm had wrapped around her waist so easily, like it was frothing to him.
Like holding her there… Telt natufal.
Her face flushed at the memory.
And then-
Her hands.
Olivia shut her eyes tightly.
“No…” she whispered under her breath.
Why did I do that?
She hadn’t even realized it at first.
Her fingers had just… moved.
Tracing over his chest like she was curious and she forgot who he was.
Like she forgot herself.
Her face burned hotter turning red.
And then it got worse. Much worse.
Her hand slipping lower.
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She had held something, something forbidden. Something she shouldn’t touch not hold.
That moment…..
Her eyes flew open again, wide this time.
“I didn’t mean to…” she whispered, almost like she was trying to convince herself again.
But that didn’t change what happened.
She had touched him.
There.
Her entire body tensed at the memory.
And his reaction-
God.
The way he went still.
The way his voice changed after that.
Low.
Warning
Dangerous.
“You’ll start something you can’t finish.”
Her breath caught slightly just remembering it.
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Her Touch
What did that even mean?
And why did it make her feel that way.
She sat up abruptly.
“No,” she said softly, shaking her head.
She wasn’t going there.
She couldn’t.
This was already too much.
She dragged a hand over her face, trying to calm herself down, but it didn’t work.
Nothing was working. What the fuck was wrong with her she thought out loudly
Because the real problem wasn’t just what happened.
It was what came after.
“You’ll stay here. With me.”
Her heart skipped again.
That part made even less sense.
Why would he say that?
Why would he want her in the same room?
Didn’t he realize how awkward that was going to be?
Or maybe he did.
Maybe he just didn’t care.
Was this a test?
Olivia let out a slow breath and looked around the room.
The space suddenly felt smaller.
Too aware.
Too close.
He was going to be here.
In this same room.
After… that.
There was no way she was sleeping.
Not tonight
Not with everything replaying in her head like this. Not with the memory of his hands on her waist.
Not with the way he looked at her
Like he was holding something back.
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Her Touch.
Something dangerous.
She pulled the blanket tighter around herself, even though she wasn’t cold.
Her thoughts refused to quiet down.
And the more she tried to ignore it…
The worse it got.
Outside, Kingsley stood still for a moment longer before forcing himself to move again.
His mind had not settled.
Not even close but he needed to deal with an urgent problem right now
Her scent, her touch and her reaction all kept coming back.
Uninvited and unwanted and yet very clear.
He exhaled slowly.
“This changes nothing,” he said under his breath.
But even he didn’t sound convinced.
Argon gave a low, knowing chuckle.
Kingsley didn’t respond.
Because for the first time in a long while, something had slipped past his control.
And he wasn’t sure how to deal with it.
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