"I am dying for your touch."
The moment those words left Vanessa's lips, something shifted between them.
Liam didn't hesitate. He pulled her closer, one hand sliding to the small of her back while the other cupped her cheek. Their lips met again — this time deeper, slower, filled with all the days they had been apart. Vanessa melted into him instantly, her arms wrapping around his neck as she kissed him like she had been waiting for this exact moment.
The kiss started tender but quickly grew heated. Their mouths moved together with increasing urgency, tongues brushing and tasting, breaths mingling. Liam could feel the frustration, the worry, and the relief pouring out of her with every press of her lips. He responded in kind, pouring all his affection into the kiss, one hand gently threading through her hair while the other held her waist possessively.
