Summer’s P.O.V. (Continued)
He slowly took a step towards me, closing the distance between us, his hand cupping the back of my head.
I didn’t even move a muscle and just blinked while looking at his handsome face.
“I know that … that what I did was wrong, and I can never forgive myself for that, but I want to tell you that I never had any intention of taking a chosen mate after that. In fact.” He paused, gulped hard and took one more step towards me.
I was now holding his wrists while processing whatever he was telling me, but I felt myself drowned in the abyss known as his deep brown eyes.
There was pain, love and longing in his eyes that stunned me to the extent where I didn’t realize that our fronts were almost touching each other.
He cupped my face by his other hand, stroking my
