Dolton POV
Celine gazes up at me, her eyes shimmering with desperation and love, and though I want to be angry at her recklessness, I can’t. If our roles were reversed, I’d move heaven and earth to protect her, just as she’s tried to do for me. Her arms circle my neck, pulling me closer as she presses her trembling lips to mine, her kiss laden with emotion.
My hands glide down the curves of her body, tracing the delicate strength that radiates from her even in her exhaustion. She shifts against me, her need palpable as she climbs into my lap, her warmth melding with mine. “Celine, you need to rest,” I murmur against her lips, but she shakes her head, her gaze locking onto mine with unyielding determination.
“Please, Dolton,” she whispers, her voice breaking slightly. “I can still feel i
