Chapter 38

• Harper's POV
• Nathan reaches for me, cupping my face as he leans down. His kiss is slow, achingly deep, and I melt into it, letting his tongue stroke mine, letting his hands cradle me like I’m something precious. It’s a stark contrast to the brutal edge of what Theo gave me, and I love it, crave it just as much.
• When he pulls back, he rests his forehead against mine, and for a moment, it feels like the world stills around us.