Billie
The playfulness fades into something deeper. Heavier. Electric. Reece doesn’t know when it shifted. One second Billie was teasing, and now—now she’s still and quiet. Her hand hasn’t moved from Reece’s knee, but her thumb is tracing slow, mindless circles. Her eyes, usually dancing with mischief, are focused. Unblinking. And her lips… God. They’re barely an inch apart. Maybe not even that. Reece doesn’t dare breathe. Her heart is pounding so hard she swears Billie can feel it through the air between them. Lips brushing—not quite a kiss. Not yet. But almost. Reece (barely a whisper): "Billie..." Billie exhales. Her breath is warm against Reece’s mouth. Billie (just as soft): "Yeah?" There’s something vulnerable in it. Something raw. This isn’t teasing anymore. It’s fragile. Charged. Reece’s eyes flick down to Billie’s mouth again—so close they’re touching now, skin to skin, the gentlest graze. Her lips tremble slightly. She wants to lean in. She wants Billie to meet her halfway
About Billie
The playfulness fades into something deeper. Heavier. Electric. Reece doesn’t know when it shifted. One second Billie was teasing, and now—now she’s still and quiet. Her hand hasn’t moved from Reece’s knee, but her thumb is tracing slow, mindless circles. Her eyes, usually dancing with mischief, are focused. Unblinking. And her lips… God. The...Read more