Bree’s smile slips for only a second. She must see something in my face that I don’t mean to be showing. Her delicate hand comes up to my jaw, and she smiles for real. It’s soft. A blanket. A Bree and Nathan smile. “You still with me?” she asks quietly, making me focus on only her. I let myself drown in her, and my pulse calms a little. I nod and swallow. She rises up on her tiptoes and places a soft, quick kiss on my lips.
