Say my name

Luna, taken aback by the sudden use of her real name, sensed an unusual shift in the dynamics of their interaction. 

The familiarity added a layer of complexity to an already intense moment.

When Luna attempted to move away, a fleeting sense of tension hung in the air. Liam, swift in his response, anticipated her movement. 

His arm, with a deliberate yet gentle motion, encircled her hips, creating an intimate connection that defied the space between them. 

Luna, initially surprised, felt the subtle pressure of his touch, a compelling force that momentarily halted her retreat.

 Luna, sensing the need for space, gently implored, "Let me go, Liam." 

Luna, immersed in the intimate embrace, could feel the dampness of Liam's tears against her shoulder. 

The weight of his emotions lingered in the air as she spoke, "Liam, I understand, but we have to talk about this. Please, let me go for a moment."