He brought my fingers to his lips, kissing them, and a tremulous sort of warmth went over me. I wanted him so badly, and yet this still felt so strange. This was Jace — I recognized the intonation of his voice, even if it was slightly deeper than the voice he’d used as Jason Little River. And those dark eyes were the same shape, more or less, although they now showed more laugh lines when he smiled. The lines of the mouth, so close, but subtly different, enough that when I kissed him, I had to remind myself that this was Jace, but also Jasreel, and that they were one and the same, even if my eyes weren’t still entirely convinced of that fact.
“Beloved,” he said, the word making my heart turn over. I didn’t think I would ever get tired of hearing him call me that. “Please, if you love me,
