'How utterly clueless.'
Heinz narrowed his eyes, observing the confused, flustered mess that was Florian. Watching him scramble for answers with that helpless look on his face only made the tightening knot in Heinz's chest worse.
It wasn't supposed to slip.
Or... maybe it was.
A contradiction within him—one part screaming to hold back, to stay focused on his original goal: finding the one who killed him in his first life.
The other part... this maddening, obsessive part... was clawing at the surface. The part that burned every time Florian smiled at someone else. The part that snapped seeing him blush—not because of Heinz, but because of someone else's teasing.
'This wasn't part of the plan. You weren't supposed to make me feel like this.'
Heinz's fingers twitched as desire surged. His self-control frayed dangerously thin.
'He makes me want to take him right here... right now...'
