Chapter 16 An Ordinary Evening

• They didn’t talk about werewolves. Emily figured that was the whole point.
• Three days after their talk in the kitchen, Kael shyly suggested a walk. He picked a river path in a quiet part of the city. It was far away from the hospital, the rooftop, and all the heavy conversations they had endured over the last month.
• "I don't actually know how to do this," Kael admitted. He kept his hands in his pockets, matching her pace with a careful, deliberate effort. "The ordinary part. I've spent so long treating every conversation with you as something important that I'm not sure what to talk about when nothing is wrong."