She flashes me a smirk of a smile, then turns toward the other flier. “Let’s go, Catriona.” Catriona. Cat. The way my stomach hollows has nothing to do with Tairn’s sudden launch into the night sky and everything to do with remembering what Bodhi said weeks ago. I’ve never seen him care like this, and that includes Catriona. Oh gods. The way she’d looked at him wasn’t just longing—it was memory.
Can I have one moment of peace when it comes to these two
