The air between them? Tainted now. She shut the door. He didn't knock again. But neither of them moved on. Now it's sharp stares across a room. Lingering looks. Bit lips. Jealousy. It's "you're mine but we're pretending we're not." Until Noah sees Aubrey with someone else. Until he loses control. And it ends the way things do when you feel too much and say too little: Against a wall. Hands in hair. Teeth on skin. And hate tangled up with want.