Without breaking their heated gaze, Tonya leaned in, lips brushing his with a slow, teasing touch before pressing in for a deep, hungry kiss...
Steve's lips didn't meet hers this time. Instead, he leaned in close, his warm breath brushing against her ear as he whispered.
"I'll see you soon."
Her heart fluttered at the sound of his voice so close, a shiver running down her spine.
Then, almost reluctantly, his hand slipped away from the curve of her ass, leaving her feeling suddenly a little empty, a little longing.
Without looking back, he stepped away, each movement calm, deliberate, as he slowly pulled himself free from her.
She watched him walk off, his figure retreating into the shadows of the quiet street, and her mind swirled, clouded with a dizzying mix of desire and hope.
But Steve? He felt something else entirely — satisfied, calm. He'd gotten what he wanted for now.
Tomorrow, the big day awaited- his orientation at the academy.
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