VALENTINE
Devin didn't let go of my hand all through the journey back to Crow territory. He latched on so tight like he believed if he didn't, I would fade away like seafoam.
"You should get some rest," he told me.
"Nah, I just want to keep seeing your face."
His cheeks burned red. He took my hands and planted a kiss on them. "Do that then."
I nestled my head against Devin's shoulder. He smelt like blood, ash and sweat. But I basked in it. I couldn't ask for anything more.
My gaze fixed on the window to my left. The view granted me the view of the road while also acting as a mirror so I could sneak peeks at Devin.
When the first rays of the morning sun painted the sky in hues of pink and gold, I couldn't help but marvel at the ethereal beauty in front of me.
This was what I wante
