Celeste
“That you are an ass.” My eyes did not leave his. “That you are arrogant. That you are impossible.”
“Go on.”
“That you are sweet. That you are careful. That you see me. That you treat me no differently knowing what I am than you did before. That I look for you. That I want to be near you. That when you are across a room I know where you are without looking.” I swallowed. “I told him I did not know if I was allowed to feel this way this soon.”
His hand moved to my cheek, slightly trembling.
“Wren,” he breathed.
“What.”
“What did Alec say.”
“He said he could not think of two people who deserved each other more.”
His mouth moved. No sound came out.
His thumb brushed the corner of my mouth. Barely.
I watched his chest rise and hold.
“Celeste.”
No one called me that anymore
