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WILLOW'S POV

"What do you want, Willow, a kiss or a hickey?" The shift in his demeanor left me bewildered – moments ago, he was stern and forbidding, and now, he stood before me, tempting me to choose between breaking rules. My heart raced in anticipation of the forbidden decision ahead.

Caught in the intensity of the moment, his body pressing against mine, I hesitated, uncertain of what to do next. His slow breath mingled with mine, creating a charged atmosphere, and I found myself paralyzed against the wall, torn between the rules and the tempting unknown.

Both our palms were sweaty, I understand why mine were but for Tristan I'm confused as he leans in closer.

As his lips drew near, I braced myself for my first kiss. Unsure of the technique, I decided to follow the lead, hoping to mimic the romantic scenes from TV. The anticipation and nervousness pulsed through me, creating a mix of excitement and anxiety.

"Tristan. " Hailey barged in kicking down the door, she spots us both in our