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Finally he shook his head, a half-smile on his face. “You’re such an idiot. There will never be another penguin for me.” He caught my face between his hands and pressed his lips to mine. Even as I stood up, he kept kissing me, which I guess was his way of saying yes.
Cassius smiled at his hand and kissed me again. I knew, from the ardency of that second kiss, he recognized the deeper meaning and my heart soared. It might not have been the most romantic time or spot to propose, but damn did I nail the ring. “Do you have any idea how happy you’ve made me?” I asked, resting my forehead against his. “Oh, I’m sure we’ll both regret it at some point.” I scoffed and made a face at him. “You’re such an asshole.” “But for some reason, you love me.”
“A leech? I’ll show you a fucking leech.” I yanked him back to me and grabbed his face between my hands, kissing him hard.
The falling snowflakes formed a ring on the ground around us, like our own protective circle. It was just him and me. The rest of the world didn’t matter. Blood feuds and witch politics meant nothing inside that circle. The only thing that mattered, the only thing that would ever matter, was that Cassius and I had each other. A Corbin and a Hewitt. United in true love at long last. One for the history books, as Old Man Winslow would say.
