“Come here,” he says huskily. He picks me up and deposits me onto his lap so that I’m straddling him with our faces only inches apart. “Hi,” I say a little breathlessly. He smirks at me, letting his dimples show. “Hi.” “Did you miss me?” I whisper. “You have no fucking idea.” “I didn’t like being invisible again.” I think he can see the anxiety in my expression, because his grip tightens around me. “Stop. The Veil doesn’t have you. I fucking do.”
