Lilith’s Pov

I just stared at him after he tucked that strand of hair behind my ear. There was something about his touch that felt warm… but still, I didn’t forget what I saw earlier. How he grabbed Polly’s neck.

He looked at me, his eyes searching my face like he was afraid of what he might find there.

“Are you still angry with me?” he asked softly. “Please forgive me.”

I blinked slowly, holding back the words in my throat. “You don’t touch women violently, Nolan. You don’t beat anyone.”

He nodded, shame crawling over his features. “I know. I was just angry—”

“Angry?” I cut him off, narrowing...