บท 154: Countdown to Peace - Part 10

ETAN

He'd been right about the nightdress. It was softer than the belly of a kitten, and thin as a breath. 

He groaned her name as he rushed across the room to gather her up, and the nightdress bunched in his fists.

"Please don't be angry," she whispered against his chest, her arms tight around his neck. "But I couldn't sleep without you."

"Neither could I," he rasped.

It was careless, and stupid, and a massive risk that she'd come… but he was so grateful.

It was his last chance. The Father of Lights had answered his prayers and made it possible. He would not question the gift.

"I'm sorry, I—"

But he caught her chin up and took her mouth, sighing as she melted against him, her fingers burrowing into his hair and pulling him down, hard against her lips.

She whimpered and her back arched, and Etan wrapped his arms around her lower back and pulled her in, tight against him.