Chapter 144 Interrupted Confessions

Katelyn’s POV I missed how it felt to be this close to Ethan, I missed the heat of his skin, the way his hands would wander over my body like he owned every part of me. It was a craving that never seemed to fully fade, no matter how much time or distance passed between us. No matter how angry I was at him, my body remembered the familiar feeling of his touch. I felt ashamed but shame only made the wanting worse at this moment. It was a confusing ache, raw and hot, built of memory and need and all the heartbreak we’d put each other through. I wished I could hate him enough to forget, but as soon as he drew near, my resolve slipped, and desire bloomed in its place. He pressed me firmly into the door, his body flush against mine, his mouth hungry and desperate on my lips. All I could feel was Ethan, with his chest rising and falling with every quickened breath, the press of his thigh between mine. He kissed me like he needed to memorize the shape of my mouth, like he could pour all his re