One Dark Window (The Shepherd King, #1)

by Rachel Gillig

“Better distrustful than delusional.”

And I’ve been awful to him. I see no problem with that.

“Of all the things I pretend at,” he said, his thumb drawing small, gentle circles along my waist, “courting you has proven the easiest.”

Painfully, unfairly handsome. He must have felt me watching him, because when he raised his gaze to mine, light returned to his eyes, the elusive half smile tugging at his mouth.

I had not fit into anyone’s arms like that since childhood. And even then, no one had ever held me so tightly—as if they needed me in their arms as much as I needed to be held. As if nothing else mattered but to hold one another.