Gabe POV
I know that she’s been kissed before. I know that she probably kissed Kellan at some point.
But I’ve somehow managed to save mine.
And I saved it for my wife.
Nearly 500 years and I’ve done it. Somehow. It wasn’t planned, but it just happened this way.
Taking my now immortal wife’s cheeks in my hands, I can feel the difference. Eden said she wouldn’t feel it, but I f*****g do. There’s an electricity there between her cheeks and my fingers. It’s running through my veins as surely as I can feel my own angelic essence. I can feel her running through me like Liebestraum. Suddenly, the meaning behind the music and the poem makes f*****g sense. It’s no longer depressing, but just deeper.
Between the slightest graze of our lips, it’s like feeling something I never
