“I thought you said never again.” He pulls back to see me properly, stroking my cheek so gently with a thumb, his eyes ever so soft on mine. And it’s such a new, beautiful thing, that gaze, that I can’t help but get lost in it. His lips quirk up into a blinding smile before he murmurs, “I suppose I lied.” My heart swells ten times the size. Lying spread-eagle on the floor under Lyle’s desk like he’s eaten the biggest meal he’s ever had, Savage chuckles, “Scythe is gonna be so mad.”
