“Bella!”

I felt his arms wrap around me before his voice reached my ears. We rolled on the pavement and the car sped off.

I opened my eyes, breath hitching when I realized I was on top of him, our lips brushing. My heart swelled, he came back for me. My Atlas…

My husband, I traced his cheek, my hair falling onto his face.

“You were actually going to die? How irresponsible—”

I stunned Atlas into silence as our lips collided, and I leaned, deepening the kiss. Atlas’ grip on me did not ease.

I pulled away. “Can you taste me? Do I not taste the same? Or has that...