Chapter 24
Skye's POV
I woke up the next morning feeling weirdly happy.
The unsual kind that made me hum while I brushed my teeth and smile at my own reflection while I did my hair and take an extra five minutes picking out what to wear under my work clothes because maybe‚ just maybe‚ there was someone at the office who might see it later.
I know. Pathetic. But I couldn't help it.
Last night had changed something in me. Not the gala‚ not the restroom. It was the car ride home. The way he held me against his chest like I was something precious. The way he kissed my forehead over and over without being asked‚ without even looking up from his phone‚ like touching me softly was as natural to him as breathing.
The way he chuckled.
God‚ that chuckle. I had replayed it in my head at least
