Lesley's POV

Cedrick continued to rock me back and forth until I stopped crying. And even after that, he continued to hold me, keeping me close to his chest. I didn't mind. I felt exhausted, I might as well have run a marathon. Listening to his steady heartbeat was like listening to a long-forgotten lullaby. So peaceful and calm...

I started to doze off. My head lilted a bit--- and straight into a huge wet spot on his shirt. I jumped up and realized, that I'd been crying tears and snot all over his shirt.

"I'm sorry," I gasped. But his reaction? Looking at me like I'd just grown an...