Ruby’s POV
I hated how my chest tightened, a heavy ache sinking deep. But I held onto the truth of what we were now. We were bonded. Fated. That had to mean more than anything in the past.
Before I could say anything, he changed the subject. “Now come on and get some sleep,” he said, tone shifting to something more mischievous. His lips twitched. “Unless… you’ve got other ideas?”
I bolted off the couch and flung myself onto the bed, cocooning in the blanket like a terrified but highly amused burrito. “Good night!”
His laugh followed, low and full of amusement, and the sound settled something in me.
Whatever came before, whatever pain or hesitation lingered… for now, we were here. Together. And that was enough.
“I’m giving you my card again. This time, actually use it,” Zaliver said,
