Chapter Ninety One
Emory's POV
I'd always loved the night, the silence and the darkness around me always gave me peace. It gave me time to heal from the day's pain and strength to go through the next day's hustle and torture—it was the time I had to heal.
But this might have felt even more magical than any night I've sat and travailed through. Because I wasn't preparing to heal from the day's torture, I was ending the day with more bliss after so much fun and enjoyment, sitting on this empty rooftop terrace with my mate. We talked through most of the night, sharing thoughts and visions, and fantasies. I've gotten to know him a little better and the more we talked, the more I fell more and more in love with him.
He was deep, thoughtful, and attentive, especially during that time in the
