Bryce peered over a shoulder at the male, trying to calm her shivers. “Those were your shadows against my light earlier?” “Yes,” Azriel said again. Nesta chuckled. “And he’s probably been put out about it ever since.” “Seeing you go into that freezing river helped,” Azriel said mildly, and Bryce could have sworn she caught a hint of a smile gracing his beautiful face.
