Talia pulled back from the kiss. “Don’t you think it was pretty selfish of me not to sacrifice myself for you?” she asked.

“No,” he said, reaching up to tuck some hair behind her ear. “What you did wasn’t selfish, it was survival. There’s a difference. Me expecting you to sacrifice yourself for my job would have been selfish. Are you doing what you need to in order to survive? Not selfish. Not in the slightest.”

“It feels selfish,” she mumbled, leaning her forehead against his. “I feel like I need to do something to make it up to you.”

Parker cupped her face. “Talia,” he whispered. “This is not...