Softly at first. So softly it almost didn't count as a kiss, just the warm press of his mouth against hers.
Bai Yue's hands flattened against his chest, not pushing exactly, but not welcoming either.
It had been so long since anyone had touched her like this. Not since before the baby. Not since her body had become someone else's home, then someone else's food source, then someone else's entire world.
She felt strange. Not bad strange. Just…..unfamiliar. Like her skin had forgotten how to be anything other than tired.
Zhāo Yàn pulled back half an inch. Just enough to speak against her lips.
"You're trembling," he whispered.
"I'm not."
A small smile curved his mouth. "You are."
She exhaled shakily. "It's the water. It's hot."
"It's me," he corrected gently. "And it's been too long."
