LIV’S POV

Just as I finished dressing up, Kaelon took a few steps towards me and cradled my face in his large, warm hands and kissed my forehead.

There was something different in the way he looked at me then. It wasn’t lust. It wasn't a possession. It was something deeper, raw, intense, almost frightening in its honesty.

I couldn’t say a word. My lips were swollen. My thoughts were jumbled. My legs barely held me up as he pulled me into his arms, whispering against my hair, "Come upstairs with me. Let me show you your room."

His room.

Our room?

I followed him, barefoot and a little dizzy...