"It is all your fault."
Maya whispered again, her breath ragged as she leaned over Astron. Her hands pressed firmly against his chest, her body trembling with the emotions she could no longer contain. Her eyes, wild with desire, bore into his, her face flushed as she fought to make sense of everything she was feeling. "You… you always do this."
Astron's gaze remained locked on hers, still holding that flicker of surprise, but there was something else there, too—something she couldn't place. But it didn't matter. Not now.
"You don't even know, do you?" she continued, her voice low and strained. "How you always make my heart race. Every little thing you do—every gesture, every word—" Her fingers curled into his shirt as she leaned closer, her body nearly trembling with the force of her emotions. "Even when you don't mean to, you make me feel this way… You make my heart flutter."