Kai studies Ember’s face, she takes everything in her stride for his sake and he hates it. He hates being this way, he hates being weak, he hates not being able to protect her.
He can only hope that when they look back at this time when they are old and gray they can laugh about it, because it doesn’t feel like anything to laugh about at the moment.
“Fine”
Kai’s voice, which is usually so placid, deep and masculine, sounds more like a kid throwing a tantrum. Kai leaves first. If he has to watch her back as he walks, then all he wants to do is chase her, it is wiser just to leave.
Eliminate the sight eliminates the temptation.
Ember never minds walking behind. Even from a long way back with her enhanced sight, she can watch his beautiful back, the way the material pulls over his muscle
