“I knew it!” Rhi grins. “Tell me it’s good.” “I broke his window.” I wince and my cheeks heat. “Like…you threw something at it?” Her brow knits. “No. As in, lightning struck…a lot, and I shattered his window.” I glance toward the dais. “And look, there he is now, all calm, cool, and collected.” My chest tightens as I wonder which is the real version of him? The one standing up there, in complete control, ready to command his wing? Or the one I had inside me less than a half hour ago? The one who declared that he doesn’t deserve me but is going to keep me?
