Gianna
“Thank you,” I said. He traced my cheek with his thumb, his eyes studying me before he leaned down and pressed his lips on mine. I closed my eyes, reflexively holding my breath as he kissed me, and this time it was much softer. As if he were apologizing.
When he pulled away, his eyes said something that I don’t think he would ever be able to put in words. Not yet.
“Stay here…” he murmured, his eyes darkening. “Don’t sleep in the guestroom.”
“I really am sore after this morning,” I said, biting my lip. Nico blinked, and a rare smile spread on his lips. It was so rare that I wished I could capture it.
“Then I will keep my hands to myself,” he said, running his fingers through my hair strands. “I will never do anything you don’t want me to. I am sorry about last night. And th
