I hummed in response, closing my eyes and letting the peace of the attic wash over me, the city outside finally silenced by the rhythm of our hearts.
We lay there for a long time, the silence of the attic only broken by the distant, rhythmic thrum of the city and the sound of our lungs fighting to return to a normal pace. The white sheets were crumpled and stained, a testament to the chaos we'd just unleashed. Franklin’s weight was a comforting pressure against me, his skin still hot and slightly damp.
"Mmm," he hummed, his chest vibrating against mine. "I think I’ve forgotten how to breathe."
I let out a soft, breathless giggle. "You're the one who told me to stop thinking and just feel. I think you forgot that advice yourself."
He pulled back slightly, propping himself up on one elbo
