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Amara’s POVThe car was still, the air inside thick with an emotion I wasn’t ready to name. Jaxon’s forehead rested against mine, his breath warm and unsteady, matching the erratic pounding of my heart. His words lingered between us, unspoken promises woven into the silence. He wouldn’t give up on us. I wanted to believe him. I wanted to believe that the man holding me now was different from the one who had hurt me before. That this moment wasn’t just another fleeting thing. But a part of me, the part that had been broken and left to pick up the pieces alone, still held onto its doubt. I pulled back slightly, just enough to put a small distance between us. Jaxon let me go, but his hands stayed on either side of my face, his thumbs brushing against my skin like he wasn’t ready to lose contact. “You’re quiet,” he murmured, studying me. “What’s going on in that beautiful but complicated head of yours?” I exhaled shakily, my eyes flickering away from his intense gaze. “I don’t know h
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Amara's POV I leaned in, my lips barely a whisper away from his. “Then take me,” I murmured. Caden’s breath hitched, and then— His lips crashed against mine. The kiss wasn’t slow this time. It wasn’t teasing or hesitant. It was raw, hungry, filled with everything we had been holding back. His hands roamed up my back, pulling me closer, pressing me flush against him as if he couldn’t bear even an inch of distance between us. I gasped into his mouth, and he took advantage, deepening the kiss, his tongue sliding against mine in a way that sent shivers down my spine. His grip on my hips tightened, grounding me as heat flooded my entire body. My fingers tangled in his hair, pulling slightly, and he let out a low, satisfied groan that sent warmth pooling deep in my stomach. God, this man was dangerous. We broke apart just enough for me to catch my breath, but Caden didn’t let me go. His lips trailed down my jaw, pressing soft, open-mouthed kisses along my neck, lingering at the sens
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Amara’s POVThe fire crackled softly in the massive fireplace, casting a warm glow throughout the dimly lit living room. Caden and I had somehow shifted from lounging on the couch to lying on the thick, plush rug in front of the hearth. His arm was lazily draped around my waist, his fingers tracing light circles against my hip. It should have felt strange—being this close to him after everything—but instead, it felt… natural. I stared up at the ceiling, feeling the steady rise and fall of his chest behind me. “You’re quiet,” I murmured. Caden chuckled, his breath fanning against the back of my neck. “Just enjoying the moment.” I turned slightly, resting my head against his shoulder, my fingers absentmindedly tracing the hem of his hoodie. “That’s new. You usually don’t shut up.” His golden eyes gleamed with amusement. “Are you saying you don’t enjoy my charming commentary?” I smirked. “I’m saying I enjoy the rare moments when you’re not talking.” Caden let out a dramatic sigh,
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Amara’s POVThe warmth of Ryder’s body against mine, the slow rise and fall of his chest, the steady rhythm of his breathing—it was grounding. It had been so long since I felt this… at peace. But I knew better than to trust it completely. I pulled away slightly, tilting my head up to look at him. “Why are you doing this, Ryder?” My voice was quiet but firm. He turned his head, his green eyes locking onto mine. “Doing what?” “This.” I gestured between us. “Sitting here with me. Saying all these things. Trying so damn hard to fix something that’s already shattered.” Ryder sighed, rubbing a hand over his face. “Because I don’t believe it’s shattered,” he said. “Cracked? Yes. Broken? Maybe. But destroyed?” He shook his head. “Not a chance.” I exhaled sharply, my heart warring with my mind. “I don’t know if I can forgive you.” His jaw clenched, but he nodded. “I know.” “I don’t know if I can forgive Jaxon or Caden either.” He hesitated before replying. “I know that too.” “Then why
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Amara’s POVThe drive back was quiet, but not in an uncomfortable way. Jaxon’s hand rested lazily on the gearshift, his fingers occasionally grazing my thigh, sending small shivers up my spine. The radio played softly in the background, an old rock song that he hummed along to under his breath. I stared out the window, my mind still spinning from what had just happened. From that kiss. I had told myself I wouldn’t fall back into this—not with him, not with any of them. And yet, here I was, sitting in his car, my lips still tingling, my heart still racing. “You’re thinking too hard,” Jaxon murmured, glancing at me. I exhaled, shaking my head. “No, I’m not.” “You are,” he countered, smirking. “I can practically hear the gears turning in that pretty little head of yours.” I rolled my eyes, but a small smile tugged at my lips. “Maybe I just like thinking.” “Or maybe you’re just trying to find a reason to run,” he said, his voice softer this time. I stiffened slightly, my fingers t
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Amara's POVAs I walked down the hallway, I could feel the weight of their eyes on me, each step feeling heavier than the last. Caden, Jaxon, and Ryder stood there, all of them waiting—waiting for me to make a decision, waiting for me to decide how much of my heart I was willing to give back. The tension in the air was palpable. It felt like the very walls of the mansion were holding their breath, waiting for something to crack. But despite the anxiety twisting in my stomach, there was something else, too. A flicker of hope. Hope that maybe, just maybe, I could trust them again. I stopped in front of them, my gaze flitting from Caden to Jaxon, and finally to Ryder. There was a brief moment of silence before Jaxon broke it, his usual cocky smile replaced by something softer, more vulnerable. "You okay?" His voice was laced with concern, his dark eyes studying me carefully. I nodded, not trusting my voice just yet. It felt like I was standing at the edge of a precipice, and any wro
