We made our way back to the office, April moved to take the stairs to head back to her office and Louis walked with me to the elevators. I held his hand in mine in the quiet time, “You okay?”
“Yeah,” he said, his brows were knitted together as he worried his lower lip.
I squeezed his hand, taking a deep breath. “It’s okay if you’re not, you can tell me.”
He glanced over at me, his gaze softening as he stopped biting his lip. “I’m just worried that after tonight, you’ll see me differently. That you won’t be able to love me.”
“Louis, nothing you could say could ever make me stop loving you.” I said turning to him, I brought my hand up to cup his cheek. Pushing onto my toes, I pressed my lips to his and he let go of my hand. Bringing his hands to rest on my waist and pull my bod
