She was hardly immune herself, her own breath changing as he touched her, Evan so completely in control of how she could move right now with the way he surrounded her. It felt dangerous, and yet somehow Theia felt completely safe.
The man with the silver tongue struck speechless? Now there was a compliment. Still, she left him to the silence, just looking in his eyes, trying to resist the urge to give in and kiss him first. For a split second she wondered if that was Evan's plan, to see if she would break first, but then his hand moved to her neck and she knew she had won.
The kiss was like a much needed breath of fresh air, something she didn't realise she was missing so much until she had it back. Theia let herself drown in him, pressing their bodies together as her hands searched for skin, pulling his shirt loose. She needed this. She needed him like she had never allowed herself to need another person before.