I laughed out loud.
It felt as though a huge weight had been lifted off my shoulders.
The guilt that had been eating away at me since he mentioned he knew my plan.
Why is Zane so sweet?
I felt guilty.
“You really aren’t angry?” I asked again, just to be sure.
Zane shook his head, his eyes filled with amusement. “Not even a little.”
“But… I was using you.”
“You weren’t using me.”
“I was.”
“You were borrowing my company,” he corrected with a grin. “There’s a difference.”
I stared at him. How could someone be this understanding?
“I still feel terrible.”
“Don’t.”
He rested the wooden sword on his shoulder before looking in the direction Cain had disappeared.
“Besides…” he said with a mischievous smile, “it’s nice seeing my older brother lose his composure for once.”
I blinked.
