There are moments when logic disappears.
When a smile becomes more powerful than a thousand warnings.
When a touch says more than any vow ever could.
She never meant to fall.
But his eyes — they weren’t just kind, they were familiar.
His laugh? A shelter.
His silence? Safe.
He didn’t chase her.
He simply existed in a way that made her feel found.
That morning, with the dog sprawled across them and the light peeking through the curtains, she realized —
it wasn’t a scandal.
It was surrender.
Not to a man.
But to a feeling she had buried for too long: belonging.
And maybe it was wrong.
But in that bed, with his arms around her, and her heart beating out of her chest —
It never felt more right.