"He's smiling, but without joy," Eden mused, looking into Ian’s beautiful eyes. Was he angry? “ She thinks

No, he wasn't. Not because of Eden, it seemed.

“I love it when you kiss me,” Eden murmured shyly.

"How could I ask him to show me what to do? An omega has to know these things instinctively... right?" She thinks

“I certainly hope so!”

Ian’s eyes were shining with joy now, and Eden smiled back at him.

 Ian was different, like the man Eden had thought she'd glimpsed at times over the past two days.

 The light-hearted one, who liked to talk gallantly, and was always ready to laugh at herself....