LEILA'S POV
Gale's breath fanned my cheek as he got closer. His hand drifted from my chin. He ran his fingers through my hair, stroked the nape of my neck. His eyes drifted close and I forced myself to empty my mind of everything, every thought, every memory of what had happened today. I willed myself to feel something... anything. I didn't. With a regretful sigh, I pulled away. Gale's grip on my chin loosened. He opened his eyes, pulled back a little, and the moment passed.
"I'm sorry, Gale. I- I just..." I trailed off, shook my head.
He understood my half finished sentence."You can't... yet."
I raised a brow at his use of the word 'yet'. With the way things were going, I didn't think that I could ever dredge up any feelings for Gale. Though looking at him now, I saw that things wou
