Chapter 212

Kane's POV

I stare at Willow where she sits on the windowsill, quietly watching the snow come down. She’s leaning with her head on the glass, giving me heart palpitations. I keep imagining that window breaking and helplessly watching as she falls to her death on the concrete below.

I resist the urge to pull her off the sill and instead scoot up the bed and pat the mattress. “Come lie here with me.”

She turns her head away from the window and looks at me, a dreamy smile on her face. “I like the snow.”

“I know, but I want to hold you. Come on.” I pat the bed again and give her my most ingratiating smile.

“Fine,” she sighs and slides off her perch.

This afternoon was the first time we made love since they took her, and it wasn’t at all what I expected. When I entered her, the lust-filled fog lifted from my mind, and everything snapped into place just like it did on that day I regained my emotions.

We had never been so gentle with each other, and when I came, I didn’t lose control a