Summer's POV
Alexander moved toward me with the fluid grace of a predator, his blue eyes never leaving mine. The world seemed to fall away until there was nothing but the two of us, connected by an invisible thread that had drawn us together from the very beginning.
When he reached me, he took my free hand in his, his thumb gently stroking my knuckles. The simple touch sent electricity shooting up my arm.
"Summer," he said, his deep voice slightly rougher than usual. "From the moment you walked back into my life, I knew that fate had given me a second chance I didn't deserve."
My heart hammered against my chest as Alexander slowly lowered himself to one knee before me.
Aurora pressed eagerly against my consciousness, our shared excitement nearly overwhelming.
"Every day
