Morgan's PoV
My stomach drops and I catch the uncertainty flickering in her gaze, the tentative nature of her touch as she traces a line down my arm.
Our connection, seemingly so invincible beneath the night sky, suddenly feels fragile in the sobering light of day.
"Melanie, look at me." I wait until her eyes lock onto mine once more. "Last night was..." Words, usually my enemies, come surprisingly easy, "it was everything that I could ever want. I do not regret it. Don't ever doubt that."
She nods, her lips curving into a soft smile that doesn't quite reach her eyes. Did she regret it? .
"But what does that mean for us now?"
"I don't know," I admit, "But I do know that I don't want this to be just a one time thing. I want you here…always. But that decision rests with y
