“I’m sorry,” I rasp against his mouth. “I’m sorry I don’t remember.” “How could you possibly? But you feel it.” It’s not a question, yet I nod all the same. “I don’t want to forget again.” There’s a hitch in his breath before he kisses me, harder than before. His eyes are shining when he leans back. “Remember me now, my warrior heart. It’s all you can do.”
