Chapter Twenty-Five
Despite Darius’ best efforts, eventually he and Kate wore each other out. She fell asleep in his arms, looking drained and satisfied and utterly content.
He was too—almost.
The thought of her leaving tomorrow didn’t sit well with him. Not just because it felt so sudden. It also just felt wrong. Why should Kate allow these anonymous, cowardly losers to control her life? It was unfair that she should have to uproot herself all over again.
Especially when she was just starting to appreciate her roots here.
Also, selfishly, he didn’t want her to leave. He liked having her around. His whole body perked up every time he caught sight of her, or even heard her footsteps upstairs. One glance from those fiery dark eyes and he came alive inside.
Did that mean he’d been dead
