🔥💖OGA I WAN KNACK💖 – EPISODE TEN – A DIFFERENT KIND OF FIRE 💖🔥

I turned and walked toward the staircase. My legs felt heavy, as if they did not want to leave. But I forced myself to climb.

One step.

Two steps.

Then I paused.

I turned around.

She was still standing there, still watching me. Her arms had dropped to her sides. Her smirk was gone. In its place was something I could not name — something raw, something vulnerable, something that made my chest ache.

I walked back down.

I leaned close to her — close enough to see the small mole above her left eyebrow, close enough to count her lashes if I wanted to — and I pressed a gentle kiss to her cheek.

Then another to her forehead.

I did not look at her face. I was afraid of what I might see.

I turned and hurried back upstairs without looking back.

I wanted the gesture to settle in. I wanted her to feel it — the tenderness, the care, the quiet promise of something more than just bodies colliding in the dark.

And I dreaded what I would see on her face next.

Later that night, I sat at my desk, staring at my laptop screen.

There were deadlines. Work that needed to be delivered. Spreadsheets that needed to be reviewed. Emails that needed to be answered.

But my mind was elsewhere.