Ayla POV

Strïth is gently stroking my hair and I feel my body relax, I know he's not forcing it that he really cares, although I've never had much doubt about that...

I've never been able to reciprocate properly, I've always been too afraid of opening up and simply being broken again. I raise my head and meet his gaze on me and there is all the love he feels for me and I knew at that moment that I needed to reciprocate.

I stand on my tiptoes and then brush my lips against his, letting his taste invade my mouth. He's surprised, but it's a good thing, so I...