Emmett looks up at the stars for a moment before his gaze coasts down to me and Abel. “If you and Cara were the only stars in my sky, that would be enough for me.” Abel yawns, fist curled under his chin as his eyes flutter closed. “I like that one too. I’ll always be one of your stars.” He’s out just moments later, but Emmett and I sit there beneath the stars for another thirty minutes, soaking up the quiet, warm love, one we’ve been so lucky to find.
