Heavenly Bodies: Book One of the Heavenly Bodies series

by Imani Erriu

Enzo was silent. ‘Anyway,’ she said hurriedly, ‘the statue. Whoever carved it knew love. And knew it deeply, to produce such art.’ He looked at the statue briefly, then turned back to her. ‘Or maybe they didn’t know it at all, but craved it the way one craves air to breathe.’

Enzo let out a harsh breath of impatience. ‘I do not just tolerate you, Elara. You are my favourite part of the day.’

‘You’re the most beautiful woman anywhere. But that wasn’t enough to say. To tell you that you look beautiful seemed a lazy way to describe how you look.’ His eyes searched hers then he huffed a laugh. ‘So I didn’t want to tell you that you looked beautiful. I wanted to tell you—’ One of his hands raised to lift one of the thin straps of her gown back in place. ‘That you look like a fallen Star.’ Elara blushed as heat crept up her. He pulled

Enzo gave a dark laugh. ‘You overestimate my compassion, Elara, and underestimate how deeply mine you are. I would let the whole world burn if it kept you warm.’