[HAWI]
When they pulled back for the kiss, Malika hid her face in Elodie's shirt as if that were supposed to work when they were both high on each other and their desire had just propelled further. This was hopeless.
Elodie gently kissed Malika's forehead before she pushed her from her little shirt hideout, just enough so they could be looking at each other. Malika's mango scent had filled the room and Elodie Kane was obsessed with it.
"I love you too," Elodie said as she peppered kisses on Malika's face.
"What?" Malika asked, not sure where this was stemming from. Surely Elodie couldn't have heard her confession months ago, right? It just made no sense after all this time, especially when Malika's mind was bugged with so many what-ifs.
