23

Now the tears were flowing freely. I rubbed uselessly at my eyes, but I couldn’t stop them.

“Baby.” Night’s arms went around me, and he pulled me against him. I pressed my damp face to his chest, and he rubbed my back as my shoulders trembled. “You’re right. I’m sorry.”

“You’re just saying that because I started crying,” I muttered.

I felt his chuckle rumble through his chest, and I pressed closer to him. “No. It’s because you’re right. I lost control earlier today. I was just too ashamed to admit it.”

I sniffled. “You don’t have to be ashamed around me.” I peered up at him, looking deep into his viridian eyes. “I’m going to be here for you no matter what. There’s nothing you could say that would make me stop loving you.”

“You mean that, don’t you?” he asked gently.

“Of course I do.”

He bent to kiss me. I leaned into the kiss, only for him to pull away and drag his shirt over his head. I kissed his collarbone as I slipped my dress down my body. When it pooled around my feet, Night pul