After Rain Falls (River of Rain, #2)

by C.E. Ricci

I love with every goddamn inch of who I am. And I know I deserve nothing less in return.

“I’m done waiting on you.” And. I. Just. Snap. “I never asked you to!”

“A-b-h-a-i-n-n,” I mutter, spelling out the word and looking up into his eyes. “How do you say it? What’s it mean?” Rain leans forward and presses a kiss to my lips, smiling against them before he whispers, “Abhainn.” Nuzzling my nose against his, I respond with a quiet, “Yeah?” He chuckles then, pulling back to look at me. “No, that’s what it says. Abhainn. River. Your name.”